Just then, a waiter came by with a tray, offering her a glass of red wine.

“Thanks,” Hannah said, expressing her gratitude.

The waiter left, smiling.

Holding a glass of red wine, Hannah made her way to a quieter corner.

Just as she reached a secluded spot, she felt a strong grip on her arm.

Bang!

With a sudden move, Bryson pinned her against the wall, his arm securing her in place.

He looked at her, anger in his eyes, and demanded, “I heard you’re meeting Remington Lyons tonight?”

Hannah glanced at his abdomen, concern in her eyes, then met his gaze defiantly.

“Yes, I have plans with him.

Is there a problem?”

Bryson’s eyes, dark as the night, bore into hers.

from Lyons, no matter your

Mocking, Hannah retorted, “Mr.

bit too intrusive? My plans are

turned to leave, but before she

“Bryson!”

his neck, Hannah was cautious not to struggle too much, concerned about

whispered urgently, “Put me

carrying Hannah, entered the elevator on the other side of

room

door behind

Hannah sank into the soft

tried to rise, but Bryson

at her, he accused, “You’re involved in money

you up

wrapped her arms around

with Wilde and your

for business or something

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