Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

Chapter 422 The Lovestruck Benefactor Is Right in Front of Her

Hank didn't seem surprised. "Also, you can just tell your father to fire the project manager related to this collaboration."

The truth had already come out as soon as he said that.

Still, Yelena couldn't help her curiosity and asked, "But I want to know how you managed to catch the culprit!"

Elspeth was beside her and she couldn't hold her giggle upon hearing Yelena's words.

Yelena turned her head and glanced at Elspeth. Seeing that she was trying not to laugh, she couldn't help but ask, "Why are you laughing? Do you know something too?"

"I'd better leave it to Hank to tell you."

Elspeth didn't want to be the one to leak the secret.

Hank only grew calmer as he announced, "This is a secret."

"Urgh! Can we even still hang out together? Both of you are keeping it from me!" Yelena lowered her head and poked the piece of salmon on the plate fiercely with her fork.

I'm going to cover you in holes!

"Alright, alright. Since this matter has been perfectly resolved, why don't we drink some wine to celebrate?" Elspeth pointed at the bottle of white wine beside her.

Half an hour passed after that. She fell into deep thought while she looked at the flushed Yelena who was drinking.

Was I too careless when I said that earlier? I don't even know whether that was the right decision to make.

Yelena seemed to have gotten drunk the same way back then.

However, the man they were sitting with was still clear-headed after taking only two sips of the white wine.

While Yelena jumped here and there on the side, Elspeth and Hank sat there facing each other like no one else was around.

"I sure was surprised to learn of your identity, Mr. Damazio." Elspeth let out a small smile that didn't reach her eyes.

"Likewise, Miss Lynwood. You even have several identities," Hank replied in a similar tone.

She remained calm and composed. "Still, that is nothing compared to you, Mr. Damazio. I had to use my most elite system to find out your identity. The young master of StoneY Group, hmm? That's one hell of a hole card."

Hank suddenly let out a cheeky laugh but despite that, he did not overdo it. He still appeared modest and was a sight for sore eyes.

"Why didn't you say it outright just now, Miss Lynwood?"

Elspeth shrugged. "Whatever for?"

Hank was taken aback before he looked at her with smiling eyes. "You truly are a frank and sincere person, Miss Lynwood. Thank you for keeping this secret for me."

He worried that Yelena would even lose her gratitude for him if the truth was made known.

That would greatly affect his plan to pursue her.

Seeing how Elspeth didn't say anything despite seeing through him made Hank want to laugh. He asked, "But I must say, I am curious—why help me instead of Max Winthrop?"

Callum is always cold to Elspeth, but there shouldn't be any dispute between Max and her.

However, judging from the way things were now, Hank had a feeling that there was more than meets the eye.

Elspeth lowered her gaze to look at Yelena who was lying on the floor, exhausted from behaving like a madwoman.

"Max did something that disappointed me." A pained look appeared in her eyes when she said that.

She thought that Max was framed during what happened back then. However, she found out that the truth was slightly different from what Max told her after she looked into it.

As early as a month ago, Max had already had relatively close communication with that other woman.

Max's contact with her never ceased even during the period of silent treatment between Max and Yelena that lasted for about a week.

The woman ended up falling for Max. Even though he wasn't the only one responsible for that, he did play a part in it.

The woman later did everything she could to do the deed with Max and climb up the social ladder, despite knowing that Max had a girlfriend.

And just like that, Max took the bait.

Elspeth and Max might be good friends, but she couldn't bear seeing Yelena continue to date a man like him.

Hank could guess what had happened from the ever-changing expression on Elspeth's face.

Surrounded by silence, he chuckled and asked in a low voice, "So you would rather have Yelena date me, is that right?"

Elspeth responded by shaking her head. Her gaze had turned sharp and probing once again.

"I don't know if you're a good person. I will keep observing you."

Hank was no more inferior than Max in terms of family background, temperament, ability, and appearance. In fact, he was another level above Max. Although Hank was decent in every way, Elspeth still wasn't completely sure about him. After all, he was too much of an enigma.

"You are Yelena's best friend. I won't let you down."

As Hank looked at the unconscious Yelena lying sprawled on the table, he had a doting and loving glint in his eyes. "Yelena Sullivan… I swear I'll make her mine."

Elspeth was taken aback when she heard that. She finally couldn't help but ask the question on the tip of her tongue.

"I would like to know how you got to know Yelena."

She was curious about why Hank would suddenly be so deeply in love with Yelena.

Hank had no intention to hide it from her, and he said without hesitation, "I fell for her three years ago when she first got onstage."

That was how simple it was for him. There was no exciting prelude to the love he felt at first sight. It was straight to the point.

Elspeth felt tingly all over when she heard that.

She had imagined uncountable reasons Hank could have fallen for Yelena, but she didn't think it would be so straightforward.

So he's a fan of Yelena?