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.

her go, her expression mixed as

sight, a voice crackled through the earpiece the

“Don’t do anything unnecessary.

She is vigilant.

day on

let

“Yes, boss,” she responded.

hotel, the atmosphere buzzed with activity, but Hannah’s friends were nowhere

noticed a few

found a shaded spot to sit and gaze at

a figure obscured

Bryson, casually dressed in a

asked as he

find a place to have dinner,” she

back lazily on the

the breeze gently tousling their

didn’t

a relaxed demeanor, responded, “So far, I haven’t found anything

we are

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