“Come and sit down.” Maloney stood up naturally. “I’ll get your food.”
As soon as he walked into the kitchen, Hannah rushed to Bryson and sat beside him. She moved closer to him and asked, “What’s going on?”
Bryson arched his eyebrows. “Eat your breakfast.”
Hannah had lost her appetite by that point.
She couldn’t stop wondering what was happening between the two men.
Shortly after, Maloney put a bowl of food in front of her. “I don’t know what you like, so I made a simple oatmeal.”
Staring at the bowl, Hannah fell into silence.
“What’s wrong?” Maloney sat down, picked up his knife and fork, and looked at Hannah. “You don’t like oatmeal?”
Hannah took a deep breath and parted her lips but couldn’t utter a single word. She turned to Bryson and asked again, “What on earth is happening?”
“Mr. Mitchell has explained everything that is happening between you and him. I don’t mind your relationship,” Maloney said calmly.
Upon hearing that, Hannah almost knocked over the oatmeal bowl. “What do you mean when you say you don’t mind our relationship? Mr. Pierce, you’d better not create unnecessary misunderstanding. Don’t get me into trouble!”
Hannah almost screamed. Her back was still sore, and she didn’t want to experience the same thing tonight.
Bryson cupped his chin with a hand, staring at her while smiling faintly. “Why are you so tense? I won’t misunderstand you. Relax.”
Hannah didn’t believe his words. If he hadn’t misunderstood her, he wouldn’t have tortured her the previous night.
Hannah gritted her teeth and glared at him. The smile on his face almost made her explode with rage.
“Miss Moore, please don’t worry. I have an agreement with Mr. Mitchell. In our cooperated project, he will give me 40% of the profit.” Maloney smiled shrewdly. “I’m a businessman. The well-known Mitchell family is willing to give me 40% of their project profit.
I can’t reject it.”
Right after he said that, there were sudden knocks on the entrance door of the villa.
Hannah glanced at the door before she quickly pulled out her phone and checked the surveillance. Seeing the people outside, she frowned.
“Joselyn has brought some people here.”
Maloney’s smiling eyes became icy. ” haven’t asked her for compensation. She’s so bold to come to me.”
“She’s with Amelie and others from the organization. I guess they want to make trouble.”
Lowering her head, Hannah said to Bryson, “Why don’t you leave the house and hide for the time being, Bryson?”
However, Bryson didn’t move a bit.
The door was knocked continuously, and the person who was knocking seemed to use more strength with every knock.
Hannah blinked at Bryson. “Go! Hurry!”
Bryson leaned on the back of his chair leisurely. His posture was quite relaxing as he started at her without any intention of leaving.
Meeting his gaze, Hannah realized he had an evil idea. Pressing her lips, she raised her index finger and added, “I can give you a promise if you leave. All right?”
Her words brought a smile to Bryson’s lips. He gave up teasing her and drawled, “OK. I’m heading out then. Enjoy your conversation.”
The next second, he swiftly hopped off the kitchen window.
Only then did Hannah lower her head and open the door through the phone app.
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Joselyn strode inside aggressively with her men. She saw Hannah and Maloney having breakfast while sitting opposite each other.
The bruises and ki*s marks on Hannah’s neck were quite obvious to her eyes. Her hands started trembling with anger, and she couldn’t seem to conceal it.
It was such an excellent opportunity the previous night, but Hannah ruined her plan. She let out a series of curses at Hannah in her mind.
Standing aside, Faustina watched the scene and shifted her gaze to Joselyn, who seemed to be fuming. Faustina didn’t react because she only wanted to watch the fun.
Seeing them enter, Hannah leisurely put down her spoon and smiled at Joselyn. “Morning. You guys came here so early. Want some breakfast?”
“Cut the crap, Hannah Moore! Stop pretending! You know why we are here,” Amelie snarled.
Hannah blinked. “No. I don’t know. You’d better make it clear. I’m not pretending. Why are you here?”
“Miss Moore, I don’t think you need us to explain,” Faustina said in a mocking tone. “You know clearly whom you brought back here last night.”
“I see.” Hannah nodded while smiling. “You are here for this matter. Are you blind?”