She left with Winston, leaving Rodrigo to watch her go with a dark look in his eyes.

On a quieter part of the deck, Hannah leaned against the railing, feeling the sea breeze.

Winston looked serious.

She glanced at him.

“Are you going to keep quiet and say nothing all night?”

Winston’s face remained emotionless and frosty.

Hannah let out a sigh.

“You don’t have to share if you don’t want to.

But can you help me look into the stock situation at Lyons Group?”

Winston’s eyebrows knitted together.

“You’re serious about digging into Lyons Group?”

Hannah nodded.

“We’re helping them with their shady money.

Having gotten this far, how can we not know who they really are? I’m worried if we’re not careful, there might be no going back.

they spoke, someone placed a glass of champagne

saw a tall man with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a prominent

again, beautiful,” he said in a deep, resonant

offer

eyebrow and accepted the

“Sure, why not?”

Remington Lyons,” he introduced himself with

might you

“Hannah Moore,” she replied.

Remington looked impressed.

“Nice name.

He glanced at Winston.

is your…

he’s my bodyguard,” Hannah

gave a nod, acknowledging, “You really should have bodyguards for

isn’t enough

got plenty of

politely refused

“Thanks, Mr.

I prefer being

a shame,” Remington

“Tonight, Mr.

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