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.

away from Lyons,

Mocking, Hannah retorted, “Mr.

you being a bit too intrusive? My plans are

and turned to leave, but before she could take a step,

“Bryson!”

to struggle too much, concerned about his

urgently, “Put me down,

Hannah, entered the elevator on the other

his room on

barged in, slamming the door behind them, and tossed

red, Hannah sank into the

rise, but Bryson held her

“You’re involved in money laundering with Wilde, and

you

her

dealings with Wilde and your presence here

they for business or something

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