“I’m not scared of you…” Hannah retorted, though a flicker of unease betrayed her. She used the tray to shield her legs as she walked over and sat down.
Silence fell over Hannah. With nothing further from her, Bryson simply sat back and enjoyed his drink.
Restlessness overtook Hannah, and she rose.
“The coast should be clear outside. I really should get going…”
But as she spoke, the door swung open. Alick stepped in, all smiles.
“Mr. Mitchell, I’ve come to share a drink with you.”
In an instant, Bryson’s grip found Hannah’s wrist, pulling her into an unintentional embrace!
Before she could resist, Bryson’s voice was in her ear.
“Play along if you don’t want to be caught.”
Ceasing her struggle, Hannah settled into Bryson’s hold and accepted the glass he offered.
Alick’s eyes roamed over the pair as he placed his bottle on the table, still smiling.
“Mr. Mitchell, the Mitchell family wield great influence in Valmere. The Shaws are eager to discuss partnership opportunities.”
But Bryson seemed oblivious to Alick’s words, his gaze locked on Hannah.
“Pour me some wine.”
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Misunderstanding, Alick reached for his bottle.
“This is a fine vintage, aged fifty years. Give it a try, Mr. Mitchell…”
“It’s her I’m asking to pour me wine.”
Alick’s presence prevented Hannah from leaving immediately, yet she silently vowed to make Bryson pay for his actions eventually.
With a forced smile, Hannah filled a glass with wine and offered it to Bryson.
“For you, sir,” she said, presenting the glass to his lips.
Bryson tried the wine Hannah provided.
Hannah inwardly grumbled.
Alick observed Bryson’s actions, sensing something amiss.