NovelEnglishBryson instructed the bodyguard to place the food down and invited Hannah to join him for breakfast.
“Okay.
Hannah went over and sat down.
Bryson lifted the lid off the congee, and steam instantly billowed out.
Stirring the congee, Hannah said to Bryson, “I’m planning to call Dotson to the hospital too.
I've been feeling a bit uneasy.
“Uneasy?” Bryson echoed, his interest piqued as he peeled an egg with delicate precision.
“Yes,” she continued, nodding.
“Given what happened today, it’s clear Tyshawn is preparing to make a move.
It's not that | don’t trust your men but having Dotson here would just makefeel safer.
“Okay,” Bryson responded, placing the neatly peeled egg on a clean plate and sliding it towards Hannah.
“You should call Dotson to cover later.
Just as Hannah was about to respond, Bryson’s phone interrupted their conversation with its ringing.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBryson’s expression grew colder as he answered, “I'll head back this afternoon to handle it.
Okay, | understand.
After he hung up, Hannah looked at him curiously.
“What's wrong? Do you have something to deal with at the company?”
“Nothing serious.
” Bryson maintained a neutral expression as he downplayed the situation.
“There's a general shareholders’ meeting this afternoon.
| need to be there in person.
Hannah nodded in understanding.
“No problem.
I'll call Dotson over later.
With both of us here, Mr.
Franco Mitchell will be in good hands.
Bryson gazed at Hannah with a deep concern in his eyes.
“I'm worried about you.
Bryson’s mind was a whirlwind of worry, fixated solely on one fear: that Tyshawn might act out of desperation
and harm Hannah.
Hannah paused, her eyes wide with surprise.
Then, with a serene smile, she replied, “It’s fine.
| don’t think Tyshawn has the nerve to cause trouble in a hospital.
Before Dotson arrived, Bryson got into the car driven by Yosef and headed to the Mitchell Group.
Watching Bryson’s car leave, Tyshawn, who had been waiting outside the hospital, squinted and immediately
pulled out his phone.
“Bryson’s gone.
Not sure if he'll be back this afternoon.
If he doesn’t return, we act today.
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The voice on the other end spoke, causing Tyshawn to grit his teeth in frustration.
“It’s safer to act at night.
We have the upper hand today.
If we don’t move now, my grandpa will spill everything when he wakes up.
After hanging up, Tyshawn scanned the area to ensure no one was watching before he left.
Meanwhile, Dotson had already entered the hospital through the back door and taken the elevator up to the
ward.
Hannah turned to Dotson, her tone soft but serious.
“You've got a tough few days ahead.
Someone needs to keep watch over Franco's ward.
Bryson’s busy with company matters, so | need you to help out.
“Boss, don’t mention it.
It's my duty.
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