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.

watched her go, her expression mixed as the button

was out of sight, a voice crackled through the earpiece the

“Don’t do anything unnecessary.

She is vigilant.

day on the

let her

“Yes, boss,” she responded.

buzzed with activity, but

glanced toward the beach and noticed a few

shaded spot to sit and gaze

figure obscured her

Bryson, casually dressed in a black T-shirt, looking every

others?” he asked as he sat down beside

a place to have dinner,” she

leaned back lazily

reclined, the breeze

room but didn’t find anything

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

are

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