“Don’t linger there, hasten your way to Mr. Mitchell’s side!”
Hannah acquiesced obediently, moving cautiously to occupy the seat beside Bryson.
The man did not appear to have drunk much; a subtle hint of mint lingered upon his person.
For the time being, Hannah feigned the role of an inexperienced server, perching beside Bryson, gracefully pouring wine and presenting the courses.
Brayden, engrossed in contractual discussions on the periphery, caught sight of Nigel raising his glass, proclaiming, “We’ve almost reached our drinking limit today; I’ll certainly sign the contract!”
“Will you not raise a toast to Mr. Mitchell?”
Nigel’s inquisitive gaze shifted toward Hannah.
Hannah carefully poured herself a glass and, using both hands, tenderly offered it to Bryson’s lips. Her melodious voice washed over him like a gentle zephyr.
“To your health, Mr. Mitchell.”
Bryson extended his hand, delicately grasping Hannah’s, allowing her to guide the glass to his lips for a sip, all the while offering a subtle compliment.
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“This is exceptional wine.”
“The presence of a lovely lady truly enhances the drinking experience.
We’ve been urging Mr. Mitchell to indulge all evening, but he’s been rather
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reserved. Yet now, in the company of such beauty, it seems he’s genuinely moved!”
Extending his arm, Bryson drew Hannah into a warm embrace and, with a grin directed at Nigel, declared, “When in the presence of such grace, it’s only fitting to partake more liberally.”
“Agreed!”
Nigel clapped his hands.
“As long as Mr. Mitchell is content, you may choose whomever you like and we’ll seal the contract at the end!”
Following three rounds of spirited toasts, Nigel, citing the call of nature, departed in the company of a few of his security personnel.
Brayden remained absorbed in conversation on the sofa, while Bryson, still half-enfolding Hannah, guided her to the opposite end of the seating.
Shielded from prying eyes, Bryson’s brow subtly creased as he inquired, “What brings you here?”
It was a coincidence.
Hannah chose not to divulge her covert identity as the enigmatic Magician to Bryson.
With her palm resting gently on Bryson’s shoulder, their proximity intimate, she Lowered her voice.
“I came out of concern for your well-being and seized an opportunity to blend in.”