Hannah eyed Caleb sharply.

“Is Bryson here too?”

Caleb hesitated, not daring to lie.

He glanced towards the suite and admitted, “Yes… Mr.

Mitchell is in there…”

He had barely finished speaking when Hannah walked briskly toward the suite.

Caleb promptly went after her.

Bryson, lounging with closed eyes, snapped them open as the door swung open.

Standing there, Hannah’s gaze landed on Bryson’s bare chest and the blood-stained bandage wrapped around his waist.

Her brow furrowed in concern.

“It’s been quite some time.

What happened to you? You’re a mess!” she exclaimed.

Bryson, caught off guard by Hannah’s presence on the ship, blurted out, “What are you doing here?”

and took a seat, her eyes fixed on

question

you here, looking like this? Didn’t you say you

the headboard, Bryson quirked

not dying just

Bryson instructed, “Caleb, could you step

“Of course, Mr.

Mitchell.

Caleb left, a brief

the mood,

I being too vain to think you came here

shot him a cold

it’s your

are you here

for you, but

hesitated, then added, “I

upset someone important on this ship? Why are you

Bryson smirked.

“Impressive, you noticed.

it Rodrigo Wilde you’ve crossed?” Hannah

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