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.

walked over and tossed his room card

stay in my

and looked to Hannah for

where will you sleep?” Hannah asked

her eyes, irritation

“I’ll manage here tonight.

Hannah sneered.

“Clever.

chuckled, his dissatisfaction

turned to Franklyn,

at Hannah, waiting

waste

room

if anything

“Okay,” Franklyn replied.

he stood up, thanked Bryson, and left

closed, Hannah ignored Bryson, who was

going to take

on the

sofa was spacious, equipped with an electric back that could recline flat into

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