Chapter 1870
“Got it,” Hannah replied.
After hanging up, Keith’s expression turned serious.
“We can’t wait any longer.
We need to start investigating this ourselves.
Dotson also told me that things aren’t looking good for Hannah.
We have to find Amelie as soon as possible.
”
Trent stretched and said confidently, “I’ll get people on it in the next few days.
I’ll track Amelie down.
She can’t hide forever.
”
Meanwhile, Hannah hadn’t seen Bryson for several days.
He seemed busier lately, but she didn’t ask about his whereabouts or call to see what he was up to.
Hannah took Saul’s advice and spent ten days recovering at the villa.
Her eyes were nearly back to normal, which pleased Saul greatly.
Before he left, Saul reminded Hannah to keep taking her medication for another two weeks to speed up her recovery.
After seeing Saul off, Hannah relaxed on the sofa with a magazine.
She eventually drifted off to sleep.
“Since you’re sleepy, why don’t you go rest in your room?”
Hannah felt herself being gently lifted up, Bryson’s familiar voice reaching her ears.
Still half-awake, she blinked and looked at Bryson.
“You’re back,” she murmured.
Bryson gently laid her down on the bed, and she drifted off again.
Bryson tucked her in, checked the time on the wall clock, and stepped out to the window for a smoke.
When Hannah finally woke up, it was already nine in the evening, with rain outside.
After freshening up, she went downstairs.
Bryson was Lounging on the sofa.
Hearing her footsteps, he looked up and said, “Dinner’s been ready for a while.
Come eat with me.
”
Hannah nodded and took a seat at the table.
Bryson got up, walked over, and handed her a fork.
“How are you feeling today? Are your eyes improving?”
“I’m feeling much better.
Saul said my eyes are almost back to normal.
Just need to keep taking these pills to make sure,” Hannah said.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.
Bryson nodded.
“That’s good to hear.
”
They sat quietly at the table for a while, eating.
Eventually, Hannah broke the silence.
“Why did you come back today? Did you finish your work?”
Bryson shook his head.
“No, there’s still a lot going on over there.
It’s not finished.
”
Hannah looked up at Bryson, noticing he seemed thinner.
Frowning, she asked, “Has it been tough lately?”