Hannah inhaled sharply and faced them. “What do you want from me?”
“You’re held in high regard by Mr. Compton, so you must be his daughter who’s been overseas.”
Realizing Conor knew much about her, Hannah didn’t bother to deny it.
“You got that right.”
“Good. You were being honest about that. Once you leave the ship, you’ll meet your father and join the Compton family. You’re set to be the main heir,” Conor said, nodding. “Working with Mr. Lyons should be straightforward then.”
Hannah’s gaze darkened. “You seem to know a lot about the Compton family. Well, I have no intention of calling him father.”
“I’m not concerned with the Compton family’s business,” Conor replied with a shrug.
He looked at Hannah with a casual smile on his face. “The only thing I’m interested in is making Wallace Compton lose his power.”
Hannah pressed her lips together, silent, but his words had clearly unsettled her.
“You’re back with the Compton family, and that’s part of the plan, right? Not recognizing him as your father could work in your favor.
It’s your chance to take over and make the family yours.”
Conor flicked his lighter on, lit a cigarette, and started smoking.
“There’s nothing more satisfying than ruining all his efforts,” he said.
Hannah remained quiet, lost in thought.
Then, looking down with a faint smile, she asked, “Do you think I’ll just agree
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to this?”
Shaking his head, Conor blew out a ring of smoke. “ALL I know is, right now, you don’t have much choice but to work with us.”
Hannah raised her head. “I need to think about it. I’ll give you an answer before we get off.”
“We need a quick decision. We’re not known for our patience,” Conor said, watching her closely.
As evening fell, on the quiet deck, Hannah stood alone, gazing at the distant shore. The wind tousled her hair, but her mind was uneasy.
She savored the solitude. Yet, as she drew closer to her true identity, the more elusive peace seemed.
Returning to the Compton family would mean saying goodbye to the quiet life she knew.
“What’s on your mind?”
As soon as Hannah turned around, someone gently placed a suit jacket over her shoulders.
Beside her, Bryson inquired in a low voice, “How did your chat with Remington go this afternoon?”