Perhaps she had been staring a bit too “intensely,” because Bryson abruptly opened his eyes, meeting her gaze with a soft grin.

Realizing she had been caught staring, Hannah quickly blinked and moistened her dry lips.

Yet, she couldn’t hold back, lifting her intrigued gaze to query, “Mr.

Mitchell, is it possible that we… Knew each other long ago?”

Bryson’s eyes momentarily wavered, as if he were about to respond.

Suddenly, a knock interrupted them at the door!

The resonant echo of a knock intruded into Hannah’s reverie, abruptly yanking her from her contemplation.

Swiftly, she averted her gaze, inclining her head.

“Enter.

” Bryson’s voice eventually emanated.

Yosef made his entrance, positioning himself beside Bryson and, in a hushed tone, he conveyed, “Boss, I’ve ascertained that the individuals responsible for Miss’s abduction are Travis Nixon’s men.

And furthermore…”

the direction of Hannah, reclined on the bed,

delved

“Continue.

&

encountered earlier today

intent in venturing here revolved around securing that coveted piece of real estate

cast their covetous gaze upon it as

sealed, they perceive it as an affront and it appears retribution

further, almost a

“Boss, should we.

.

eyes turned icy, his tone

submit it to the local

his boss’s unspoken directive, Yosef nodded and then inclined his

Miss Moore should

not

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