Bryson gazed at Hannah with a twinkling in his eyes and asked, “So, how do you plan to repay me, Miss Moore?”

Hannah gritted her teeth and narrowed her eyes in response.

“Why don’t you suggest something, Mr.

Mitchell?”

“Then I have to think it over.

I can’t waste this opportunity,”

Bryson said.

Hannah rolled her eyes.

“Fine, go back to your room and think about it.

I’m going to bed.

Bryson remained still, glancing over at Franklyn, who was sitting on the sofa.

“What about him?” he asked.

Hannah followed his gaze.

“I’ll get him a new room.

“Don’t bother,” Bryson replied.

over and tossed his room card

can stay in my

the card and looked to Hannah for

in your room, where will you sleep?” Hannah

met her eyes, irritation creeping into

“I’ll manage here tonight.

Hannah sneered.

“Clever.

chuckled, his

Franklyn, signaling him

looked at Hannah, waiting for her

wanting to waste more time, Hannah

his room

me if

“Okay,” Franklyn replied.

stood up, thanked Bryson,

closed, Hannah ignored Bryson, who was sitting

going to take

the

equipped with an electric back that could recline flat into

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