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

Mocking, Hannah retorted, “Mr.

bit too intrusive? My plans are none of your

pushed him off and turned to leave, but before she could take a step, she was swept off

“Bryson!”

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

“Put me down,

Hannah, entered the elevator on the

arrived at his room on the

behind them, and tossed Hannah onto

in red, Hannah sank into

rise, but Bryson held her

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

you up

Hannah wrapped her arms around his

dealings with Wilde and your presence

they for business or

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