The staff’s expression remained unchanged, but her tone was sharp.

“Our boss believes that paintings are to be shared with others.

It is unusual for someone to touch them as you did.

Humph.

Hannah felt a spark of amusement at the sarcasm.

“Really?” She smiled.

“I couldn’t even tell which famous artist painted this.

Ah! Perhaps your boss purchased a counterfeit?”

With that, she continued down the stairs, pausing briefly to add over her shoulder, “But of course, it doesn’t really matter if it’s a fake.

As long as he loves it, that’s what counts.

After her remark, Hannah descended the stairs without further conversation.

expression mixed as the button on her chest

was out of sight, a voice crackled

“Don’t do anything unnecessary.

She is vigilant.

day on the

can’t let

“Yes, boss,” she responded.

buzzed with activity,

a few people

Hannah found a shaded spot to sit and

a figure obscured her

casually dressed in a black T-shirt, looking every bit like

are the others?” he asked as he sat down

place to

the rare break, Hannah leaned back lazily on the

the breeze gently tousling their

room but didn’t find

staring ahead with a relaxed demeanor, responded, “So far,

we are overthinking

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