Hannah glanced at Melina and stated calmly, "Do you understand why Franco can't see you right now? It's because he's meeting withas his guest.
So, Miss Glyn, please be patient a little while longer.
" Melina's smile faltered.
Suddenly, Makenna interjected, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
"Miss Moore, what exactly are you implying? Melina was simply offering you a reminder.
How could you be so unappreciative?" "I beg to differ.
Hannah raised her eyebrows slightly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You know whether it's genuine kindness or deliberate intent.
Further discussion is pointless.
I'm not here to interact with you today.
It would be wise not to squander my time.
" Turning to the butler, Hannah asked, "Could you please taketo where Franco is?" The butler glanced instinctively in Bryson's direction.
Catching Bryson's gaze, the butler swiftly turned to Hannah and said, "Miss Moore, please follow me.
"1 As they ascended the stairs, a sense of resentment flickered in Melina's eyes.
Makenna, irritated by Hannah's haughty demeanor, remarked, "Does she really believe she can marry into the Mitchell family? Such arrogance!" After venting her frustration about Hannah, Makenna turned to Melina with a flattering smile.
"Melina, I truly believe you and Bryson are perfect for each other.
It's a shyou're not together.
That woman doesn't deserve to marry into the Mitchell family!" Melina offered a polite smile as she remarked, “Bryson seems to be solely focused on Miss Moore at the moment. Unfortunately, there's little I can do about it.
"1 "There's a solution!" Speaking in hushed tones, Makenna revealed, “I'm planning to attend a luxury brands' evening dress party.
You should take advantage of this excellent opportunity.
" "But..." Melina hesitated, her uncertainty evident.
Makenna reassured Melina with a gentle pat on the back of her hand.
"Don't fret.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI'll handle it.
I'll ensure they're separated immediately.
Once that's accomplished, we can rid ourselves of her entirely.
"
Upstairs, the two individuals were m unaware of the scheming. Kappening ve downstairs against them. The butler knocked on the door before gently pushing it open.
"Sir, Master Bryson has returned.
Franco remained seated at the desk, om appearing unaffected by the m company's troubles, as if he hadn't been impacted negatively in the slightest.
He raised his hand in a deliberate manner, signaling for the butler to leave and shut the door. With a click, the door closed.
Franco turned his attention to Hannah.
"I've heard that you've located your biological father," he stated.
Uncertain of how much information Franco had gathered, Hannah remained cautious.