Lyna hung up immediately after she spoke, looking like the cat who ate the canary. Now that Yvette is panicked and likely frightened half to death, won't she have to do exactly as I ask?
She laughed and rubbed her hands gleefully. "Don't think you can escape my clutches this time, Hannah. I have an extra layer to my plan this time, but you don't. You're not getting away."
Lyna's expression turned even more vicious. Apart from plotting against Hannah, she had factored in how to deal with Fabian as well. Fabian may have been powerful, but he could not prevent everything. Lyna knew exactly what needed to be done.
"Oh Fabian, there's nobody to blame but yourself for this. It's your fault that you're not thorough enough. It's your fault for wanting to marry that
b*tch, Hannah. Rest in peace in the afterlife, then.”
Lyna looked out the window with a sly smile, narrowed her eyes, and then made her way downstairs.
"Mr. Jackson, don't you have to give something to Ms. Young?"
Xavier's assistant asked him tentatively as he slowly drove the man away.
"Heh, do you think this is still necessary?"
Xavier had always regarded his assistant as his closest confidante. He trusted the man and did not hide anything from him.
"Well..."
The assistant trailed off, embarrassed. Of course, Xavier was right. It was unnecessary, given how
Hannah and Fabian were already so close to each other. Xavier couldn't possibly barge in and be a third wheel.
"What's done is done."
Xavier shook his head bitterly in the back seat, slowly lowered the window, then lifted the present beside him and threw it out the window.
"I guess it's no surprise that someone like her was snatched up by Fabian."
Xavier sighed. He was very unwilling to give up, but he knew that he did not stand a chance. Hannah was out of bounds.
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