Chapter 392 Duplicity

Han stood in front of her expressionlessly, and then he threw his coat on her body. He bent down and carried her.

"Leah, I never thought that you're not afraid of death. Did you just risk your life to save Ron? When did you have something to do with him?"

Ron hated her not long ago... Does he know about what really happened back then? Did she tell him about it?

He was restless, making all sorts of speculations.

Leah was covered in his coat; it smelled like him, and it was warm with his leftover body temperature. She looked up at his flawless chin and handsome face, and she froze.

She trembled slightly, and she tried to suppress her feelings. She muttered to explain, "I just don't want to owe him anything."

Han put her into the car and sneered, "Then what about the things you owe me?"

She took off his coat and folded it properly. She put it aside and glanced at the night sky; she said faintly, "I'll make it up to you…"

"One day…" She would pay off her debts to him.

He disappeared for so long, and he reappeared just to save her. Just like how he saved Carlotta and her back then.

She paused and said politely, "Thank you for saving me again."

He was frustrated to see her distancing herself from him.

He wanted to say something, but Ron suddenly came over and stared at Leah. "Can I talk to you?"

"F*ck off!" Han went into the car and sat down beside Leah; he straightaway closed the door and asked the driver to drive.

She was always surrounded by all kinds of men, which annoyed him.

Soon after, Han brought her back to Villa Victoria.

She wanted to go to Carlotta's room to explain herself, but Han dragged her forcefully into his room.


"Are you not thanking me?" He pressed her against the door and pinned her hands. She could only move into his arms.

His steamy and warm body and his body fragrance made her tense up; she thought of him disappearing for days and suddenly doing this to her now. She said angrily, "I thanked you just now! Can you let me go and talk to me properly?"

He was always so domineering and toyed with her at will.

He sneered and pressed his lips on her earlobe, then breathed onto her, "Do you think it's enough?"

His voice was hoarse and flirtatious; her heart skipped a beat. "What do you want to do?"

"You!" He said it lightly.

He stared at her pretty face; she felt like prey to him at the moment.

She was shocked and shy upon hearing his words; she snorted, "Are you insane? Let me go!"

"There are a lot of women waiting for you out there; I'm not the…"

His soft lips pressed against hers; she was not able to speak. And she could not break free.

A gust of wind was blowing outside, and the cold wind was blowing into the room, but the temperature between the two of them was still rising.

He kissed her gently, and he hugged her without further action.

He rested his head on her slender shoulder, and he muttered, "Next time, don't let me see you risking your life for another man..."

His voice was very soft, so soft that she thought that she heard him wrongly.

Her eyes widened, and she pushed him away. She exclaimed in disbelief, "What are you talking about?"

It sounded like he was jealous; this is absolutely impossible!

Han realized that he had accidentally let out his true emotions; he regretted it. His face crumpled, and he said, "It's nothing; don't be stupid next time!"

"Don't keep leaving with men; I don't have the patience to save you everything." He left saying that.

Her body was stiff, and she froze in place for a long time. She took a long time to digest what happened.

So, I really misunderstood him. He only wants me to pay off my debt; I can't simply die before paying him all the money.

She convinced herself, but she was somewhat disappointed.

The next day, she played a while with Carlotta before leaving for the White Group.

She came up with a project proposal and a plan based on Ross's gathered information about the Thompson family.

After editing and resorting her plans, she asked Ross, "Ross, have you made an appointment with Mr. Thompson?"

Ross frowned and said solemnly, "Ms. White, the Thompson family rejected being in touch with the outsiders; they were focusing on their internal strife."

"It's not just us; Mr. Thompson rejected all the invitations."

She frowned, and she said, "Can you please look up the number of his assistant or people who are close to him?"

It seemed that she had to change her game plan.

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