“I don’t make peace in this way,” Herman retorted coldly, his gaze unwavering. “If you have the nerve, go ahead and end me right here.”
“That’s too bad.” Hannah sighed, shaking her head. “Since you refuse to seek reconciliation, you leave me no choice.”
Hannah reached into her pocket, prompting Herman to train a gun on her immediately.
Suddenly, Bryson aimed his gun squarely at Herman’s head.
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Hannah swiftly withdrew her phone, casting a reassuring glance at Herman. “Mr. Donn, there is no need for alarm. I am unarmed. I just want you to watch a video.”
With a gentle push, she slid her phone across the table to Herman.
“Watch this video. After that, we will talk about making peace.”
With a hint of skepticism, Herman picked up the phone from the table.
What he saw was footage Hannah had captured in the basement of Jade Paradise the previous night.
After she had successfully rescued everyone from the underground, a hush fell over the entire space. Then, the camera angle shifted to reveal Hannah’s face.
In the subdued lighting, her features appeared particularly striking.
Despite the circumstances, a subtle smile graced her lips as she spoke.
Herman found himself captivated by the video, leaning in to catch every word. Yet, even with the volume turned up, Hannah’s voice was barely audible, frustrating him.
He pressed the phone to his ear, fully engrossed in the voice on the line. As he listened, his expression shifted, shedding its arrogance.
Returning the phone to Hannah in a daze, Herman locked eyes with her, a mix of surprise and realization dawning in his gaze.
Taking her phone back, Hannah flashed a warm smile at Herman. “Mr. Donn, do you think this video could pave the way for peace with the Compton family?”
“You may leave now,” he suddenly said as he took a seat on the couch.
His abrupt statement caught even his own men off guard. “Boss!”
With a dismissive wave, Herman signaled to his men. “Stand down.”
The man standing beside Hannah and Bryson looked at them before returning to Herman’s side with a heavy sigh.
Turning to Bryson, Hannah suggested, “Why don’t you hand over the gun?”
Bryson complied, placing the firearm on the table before rising to his feet. “Let’s get out of here.”
Observing their imminent departure, the henchman leaned in close to Herman, his voice a hushed murmur. “Boss, are you really going to let them go?”
Herman remained impassive, his gaze fixed on a point in the distance, his expression indiscernible. “Let them go.”