Hannah flexed her fingers, a subtle sign of her readiness to leave.

“Can I get out of the car now?”

Bryson noticed her continued frustration and hesitated to release her.

“Are you still angry?”

“No.

” Hannah sighed, rubbing her forehead.

“I’m just really tired today.

Sensing the need to lighten the atmosphere, Bryson slowly withdrew his hand, attempting to bridge the gap between them.

“Will you be attending the evening dress party?”

Two days loomed until the grand evening dress party—a soiree where alliances were forged and deals sealed.

Among the guests were Maloney’s two potential business partners, each with their own agenda.

her reluctance, Hannah knew attendance was

gift-wrap the project for the Garza dynasty, a risk she couldn’t

resigned nod, she

“Yes, I’ll be there.

exited the car and slammed the door shut, the sound

to peek at Bryson

the

Mitchell.

No need to wait.

I won’t keep you.

glance, Hannah marched towards the hotel entrance,

watched her retreating figure, a sense of unease

phone jolted with an incoming call that

“Grace,” he answered.

shaky voice

Bryson’s brow furrowed.

“Slow down.

What’s happened?”

“It’s not me.

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