“Can my brother join us too?”
Bryson looked at Hannah, his eyes brimming with emotion.
“Of course, I’ll make sure to include some non-spicy options next time,” Hannah assured him.
Bryson held his gaze on Hannah, nodding approvingly.
Lydia, watching the two of them, sensed that something was brewing between them.
After dinner, Hannah offered fruits to everyone. Lydia had already struck up lively conversations with Brayden and Grace.
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Hannah noticed Bryson, seated on the far end of the sofa, appeared pensive. She excused herself and headed for the kitchen.
Suddenly, an elegant, slender hand appeared in front of Bryson.
“Having trouble with the spicy foods?” Hannah offered him a glass of warm water.
“Thank you.”
Grasping the water glass, Bryson emptied it in one go, a sense of relief settling over his tense stomach. His knitted brows smoothed out.
“I don’t often indulge in spicy food, but what you made was so good I overindulged a little.”
As Hannah was about to respond, her eyes caught the three people on the distant sofa. They were no longer engaged in their chit-chat but were casting knowing glances at Hannah and Bryson.
Noticing Hannah’s attention, they hastily redirected their gaze and dove back into their discussion.
Once the guests had departed, Lydia couldn’t resist grilling Hannah.
“Out with it, Hannah Moore! When did you become friends with Bryson?”
“The last time we were at the racetrack. After you left, his friend offered me a ride home.”
Hannah hesitated, opting to keep the full story under wraps to spare Lydia any concern.
“But that’s Bryson Mitchell! A man who’s practically a god! His family’s business empire remains stable in a volatile market, all due to his sharp decision-making. My father tells me he’s generally aloof.
For years, aside from his sister, there hasn’t been a woman in his life. He’s a subject of much speculation but nobody dares to challenge him!”
Lydia exhaled deeply and continued, “I never expected him to be at your home, enjoying your food, and being so gentle with you. Who would have believed it?!”
Hannah blinked, perplexed. Her experiences with Bryson didn’t align with Lydia’s portrayal.
Catching the look on Hannah’s face, Lydia narrowed her eyes and leaned back on the sofa.
“Well… Could it be he behaves differently around you?”