Christy’s face showed a glimmer of doubt.
“Well, actually… Hannah did help the company pull through a tough spot.”
“Christy! Why put all our hopes on her? She’s nothing more than Bryson Mitchell’s girlfriend. I could also prosper by marrying into affluence!”
Johanna squeezed Christy’s hand firmly.
“Christy, you mustn’t fall for her tricks. She deliberately distanced herself from the Moore family as soon as she came back to Hoijery, targeting our White family from the start!”
Christy listened, and a wave of doubt clouded her mind. She was already predisposed to dislike Hannah, and now her brows knitted even more.
“But at the end of the day, she’s Byrum’s favorite. Our hands are tied.”
“I know how to expose her, but right now, I’m not in a position to make a move. I need your help, Christy.”
The pair whispered in hushed tones for a while. Christy’s grip tightened, and her complexion turned a shade paler. Hesitation clouded her eyes.
Seeing her like this, Johanna grasped her hand.
“Christy, you’re the only one who can pull this off. If we let this opportunity slip, we won’t get another one!”
“No, it’s not possible.”
Christy abruptly rose to her feet, shaking her head vehemently.
“This is completely impossible! What if things go south?”
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Inwardly, Johanna labeled Christy as timid, but her outward voice remained soothing.
“We’ve got your back, Christy. What could possibly go wrong? Our goal is just to make her leave, not to harm anyone.”
“But.”
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Pretending to exhale in disappointment, Johanna chimed in, “If you’re not on board, we’ll drop it. But know this. We’ll be letting her seize the White family’s legacy.”
“Wait. Christy paused.
“Fine, let’s go with your plan.”
The butler had set up a room for Hannah on the second floor. Once she was back in her room, she called Bryson first.
“I’L be staying at the White residence for a bit. Let Lydia and Grace know. I’ll be back after the banquet.”
Bryson’s lips curled ever so slightly upon hearing Hannah.
“Mr. Byrum White is already leaning on you, huh?”