Wallace nodded and signaled Winston to leave. Just as Hannah was about to exit, Wallace stopped her. “Wait.”
“Is there anything else, Mr. Compton?”
He fiddled with his ring, his gaze growing intense. “Winston must have shown you the videos of your mother, right?”
Hannah’s expression darkened, and she responded icily, “I’d rather not discuss my mother with you.”
Wallace hesitated, then wearily gestured for her to go.
That night, Hannah lay lost in thought in her room when suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her neck. Her eyes snapped open!
A needle from a syringe was stuck in her neck, and someone was holding her down!
Then, she saw Joselyn standing by the bed, pressing a handkerchief over her mouth and nose!
Hannah fought hard, but her arms and legs were pinned down so tightly she couldn’t muster any strength.
“Ugh…” She struggled fiercely to escape the ropes. Shaking her head in desperation, she realized all her attempts were futile. Her eyelids grew heavier, and slowly, her awareness slipped away.
Joselyn casually cleaned her hands with a handkerchief and tossed it in the trash. Clapping her hands, she scoffed, “Silly girl, thinking you could take my place? Take a good look at yourself. Do you really think you’re fit to be the Compton family’s lady?”
The next day, Hannah awoke feeling weak and numb on the floor.
Unable to stand, she propped herself against the wall, panting for air.
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Why did she lose consciousness?
Hannah strained to remember. Before passing out, she saw Joselyn in her room and felt a choking grip on her neck… And then everything went black.
Rubbing her aching arms, Hannah tried to get up from the floor. Just as she managed to stand, leaning on her elbow, the doorbell rang in the unfamiliar room!
She staggered to the door. Upon opening it, her legs almost gave out!
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“Are you alright? Miss Moore?” Winston steadied her, saying, “Sit down please. Joselyn deliberately did this to you last night!”
Hannah, still reeling with dizziness, couldn’t grasp Winston’s words.
She massaged her temples and leaned back against the headboard, giving Winston a puzzled look. “What’s going on? Did Joselyn set me up yesterday?”
“Not exactly,” Winston replied, his voice tinged with seriousness.
“This was part of your assessment in the organization. Joselyn played her cards to win, pushing the evaluation ahead of schedule. You’ve failed in this first test. More tests are coming, and you can’t afford any more slip-ups if you hope to join the Compton family.”
Hannah, feeling the throb in her head, said determinedly, “So, she’s playing games with me? Fine, I’ll see it through to the end. What’s the next test?”