Knock, knock, knock!

Hannah glanced at the door, her smile fading.

“I guess they’re here.

Better hide for now.

“Got it.

Bryson rose, vanishing into Hannah’s room.

Once the door clicked shut, Hannah swung open the suite door.

The Lyons family’s servants stood respectfully, Alessandra silent by the side.

“Thank you for bringing her.

There is a chat I need to have with her solo.

The visitors nodded.

“Miss Moore, go ahead.

wants

“Okay, I got it.

their talk, Hannah

“Step inside.

a word, and Hannah closed

“Have a seat.

the room hushing for a

Alessandra still rooted by the

phony racecar driver, or didn’t think I’d

her gaze, a strange look

clock I

when Amelie got tipped off when I visited

started sniffing

sank into the couch,

on Amelie’s payroll, why were

“Heh.

soft chuckle, bitterness lacing her gaze as she locked

Paradise to shuffle folks around? You’ve hit up

they couldn’t find you and

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