Bryson raised an eyebrow and smiled, “I’m just trying my luck. What are you going to do about it?”
Winston glared back with a sneer. “Better watch yourself. If you dare mess with Miss Moore, I don’t care what others think. I’ll do everything to stop you. You won’t be getting off this ship easily!”
Bryson laughed mockingly, “And who are you to stop me?”
Just as he said that, Winston’s face turned stone-cold, his fists clenching.
Hannah caught his arm, urging him to stay calm. “Enough, both of you.
I’m okay. Let’s just drop it this time.”
Bryson taunted, “See, you’re not as forgiving as her.”
He flashed a wicked grin. “It’s too bad you’re with Lyons. Remember, my door is always open if you change your mind.”
Hannah shot him a frosty look. “No thanks. Come on, Winston, let’s go.”
She pulled Winston away, ignoring Bryson’s stare.
Once they were gone, Bryson turned to Rodrigo, who flinched under his intense gaze. “Why… Why are you looking at me like that?” Rodrigo stammered.
Bryson’s voice was cold. “I don’t like you. I want to beat you.
Can’t you deal with it?”
Rodrigo bristled with anger. “Just you wait, Mitchell!”
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With that, he stormed off with his group.
Bryson watched him leave, smirked, then turned and shut the door.
Caleb let out a relieved breath as he saw Bryson return. “Mr. Mitchell, everything alright? They didn’t give you a hard time, did they?”
“No, they didn’t,” Bryson replied, regaining his usual demeanor and settling onto the sofa with an air of nonchalance. “I’ve rubbed Lyons and his crew the wrong way, but I think they’re convinced I’m chasing after Hannah, who clearly isn’t into me.”
Meanwhile, outside the room, Rodrigo and his crew had caught up to Hannah. They extended an invitation from Remington to her and Winston.
Hannah responded indifferently, “No, thank you. Please tell Mr. Lyons that working with you is too risky for my taste. I’m out. As for the two billion, you’ll have to handle that yourselves.”
As she turned to head for the elevator with Winston, she was unexpectedly blocked by a tall, burly man.
Rodrigo’s voice came through. “Mr. Lyons has requested your presence, so we’re here to escort you.”
The burly man reached out to grab Hannah, but she quickly sidestepped him, irritation clear on her face. “What’s this? Are you trying to force me? Fuck off!” she snapped, drawing the attention of bystanders.
Suddenly, a young man in uniform rushed over.