Bryson emerged from the bedroom, striding over.

“You’re not saving her?”

“Everyone’s got their own path.

She chose Amelie’s side and so she must deal with the fallout.

“Fair enough.

Bryson c@@ked an eyebrow, doubtful.

“Are you seriously going to let her die?”

Lounging on the sofa, feeling drowsy, Hannah eyed Bryson.

“I guess I’m the picture of virtue in your book, huh?”

“You’re no saint.

in,

cut out

words jolted Hannah

way with

leaned closer, lips almost touching, a sudden

Master Remington wants you downstairs,

glanced toward the door, his eyes betraying a

her; she then brushed a soft ki*s at

take care of

Bryson smoothly made

Beep beep!

and Hannah swung

the doorway, they greeted her

Moore, please come

“Understood.

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