"I will attend the rendezvous tomorrow.
"Incidentally, I heard Miss Moore had a close call today?" Bryson's gaze alighted on Hannah, her form now peacefully asleep, her head gently inclined, her eyes sealed in slumber.
"Hmm.
"Travis incurred significant losses the last time.
How audacious of him to provoke the Mitchell Group once more!" Bryson's gaze turned glacial, his knuckles pressing lightly against his furrowed brow.
"He's trying to salvage his reputation.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtInjuring Grace and Hannah won't grant him an easy escape this time.
" When it cto discussing the plans for the following day, Bryson rose from his seat.
Casting a quiet glance at the peacefully slumbering Hannah, he made his exit with utmost discretion.
The room descended into a hushed tranquility and only then did Hannah slowly unfurl her eyes.
She had caught snippets of Bryson's conversation earlier, which had somewhat reassured her with the glimpse of a strategy.
The next morning, Hannah presented herself to the group as though nothing had transpired.
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"Hannah, are you feeling better now? Perhaps you shouldn't accompanyoutside today?" Grace fretfully clutched Hannah's arm, reaching up to gauge the latter's temperature with her palm.
"I'm perfectly fine," Hannah responded nonchalantly.
"It's just a minor chill from my tumble into the water.
A night's rest has resolved it.
" As everyone gathered for breakfast, Hannah couldn't help but notice Melina's conspicuous absence, though she refrained from inquiring.
Just as Hannah began to nibble on a piece of bread, Grace, cupping a glass of milk, inquired first, "Bryson, where's Melina?" "She had smatters to attend to and returned to Valmere.
" "Oh.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Grace nodded, turning to Hannah with a smile.
"Then, Hannah, I'll be relying on you for our outing today. " "Of course.
Bryson set down his coffee with a calm demeanor.
"I'll accompany you.
Grace blinked mischievously, as if she had discerned something her gaze fixed on Bryson while she playfully swirled her milk-filled glass.
The young girl couldn't resist teasing Bryson, "Bryson, who do you wotty about more,or Hannah?"