Chapter 515

Hank Salstrom really hated feeling like he was being watched by some invisible enemy he couldn't control. It was like an unseen hand was tightening a noose around his neck, making him stay on high alert. Over the years, his company, Elysian Technologies, had racked

up quite a few enemies, and figuring out who was after him this time was anyone's guess.

After getting back to her apartment, Anna noticed Salma wasn't home. A quick phone call confirmed she was at work. With lunchtime approaching, Anna whipped up a quick grilled cheese sandwich and dove back into her jewelry-making. She had a night market stall to set up later in the evening. She couldn't help but smile, remembering the wild night she'd had with Hank. He had this uncanny way of affecting her every mood.

Around four-thirty, Anna picked up Pattie from school. As usual, they had dinner together before heading out to set up their market stall. Pattie settled in next to her, tackling her homework, which seemed to be more than usual.

Pattie's eyes lit up when she saw Hank's interview playing on the big screen across the square. "Mommy, look! It's Daddy!" she shouted excitedly.

Anna traced her daughter's gaze to see Hank on the LED display, masked up and answering questions from the press.

he mentioned the mask, but there he was,

why the mask? Catch a cold?" Hank looked straight into the camera and said without a hint of shame, "This face of mine is just too handsome.

people would sound arrogant saying that, but Hank? He was just stating a fact. He

laughed at his vanity. Pattie never stopped calling him 'Daddy.' To her, that's who

vain," Pattie

is," Anna agreed. "You know, the other day when I went to get burgers, I saw Dad at the diner. He was sitting right there, watching us," Pattie pointed towards the diner's window across the

the thought

"Mommy, I miss Daddy."

front of Anna; her grandma had warned it would make her mom sad. But she

to see your

face lit up

...

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