Unfazed by the attention, Hannah continued to the other side of the deck.

Near Rodrigo, several glamorous women lounged.

In the swimming pool, more women in bikinis enjoyed themselves playfully.

Approaching the sofa, Hannah inquired, “Where’s the information on Lyons Group?”

Rodrigo, who was flirting with a woman, casually brushed his hand against her, eliciting a pained moan.

He flashed a mischievous grin, trying to appease her.

“It’s okay, honey.

You can go now,” he said dismissively.

With a huff, the woman shot a disdainful look at Hannah and strutted away, her departure resembling a catwalk model’s exit.

Rodrigo grinned at Hannah, motioning her over.

“Hey, Miss Moore, come and sit.

Let’s chat.

Hannah took a seat, and Rodrigo, opening his laptop, said, “Look, this is the money Lyons Group needs to launder.

Glancing at his phone, Rodrigo explained, “We’ve got an art show at 9, right? It’s a cover for laundering.

My guys will jack up the painting prices like crazy.

You? Just move the money to where it needs to go.

at the laptop, showing 10 billion for laundering

She murmured, “Got it.

I’m on it.

on the

“Miss Moore, you’re stunning.

No shock Mr.

Compton’s so into you.

her gaze icy,

Rodrigo whistled, impressed.

good

Mr.

Compton’s right about you.

Hannah focused on her task, head

passed the laptop back to

program I

the laundered money and your profit,

it’s got solid

one’s peeking into this, let alone

sparkled at

my

working with you, the Compton family

his gaze from the computer

we need to

partnership after

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