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.

tossed his room

stay in

the card and looked to

room, where will

met her eyes, irritation creeping

“I’ll manage here tonight.

Hannah sneered.

“Clever.

his dissatisfaction

turned to Franklyn, signaling

Hannah, waiting for her

to waste more time, Hannah

his room is

me if anything

“Okay,” Franklyn replied.

his wound, he stood up, thanked Bryson, and left with

Bryson, who was sitting on the

to

the sofa tonight,”

was spacious, equipped with an electric back that could

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