NovelEnglishealizing she couldn't keep up the act, Melina dropped the charade and stared at Hannah with a cold look.
"I plotted against you before, but I've also accepted defeat.
When I said I didn't want to fight anymore, I meant it.
" She took a sip from her glass, then offered it to Hannah.
"See? I drank it first.
It's harmless.
And I just hope this doesn't mess up the deal between the Glyn and Mitchell families.
" Hannah's lips curved into a faint smile as she eyed the glass Melina held out.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHannah figured she didn't need to be kind when someone was practically asking for trouble.
But just as her hand moved to take the glass, Bryson's hand shot out, stopping her in her tracks.
"I'll drink it for her.
He snatched the glass from Melina's hand.
Hannah stared, momentarily frozen in surprise.
But as she saw Bryson start to lift the glass, realization hit her, and she quickly grabbed his wrist.
The wine was Likely drugged with something, though Hannah wasn't sure what.
Since Melina had been willing to drink it herself, it probably wasn't something that would cause serious harm.
However, Hannah couldn't let Bryson drink it so impulsively.
If something happened to him, she wouldn't be able to bear the guilt.
Staying calm, she gently took the glass back from Bryson.
"Miss Glyn offered this wine toas a sign of kindness.
It's only right that I should drink it.
Clutching the glass, Hannah downed the wine in one swift gulp, flashing a grin at Melina.
"Satisfied, Miss Glyn?" she asked, her voice challenging.
Melina's tense demeanor melted away as she watched Hannah finish the wine.
A smile crept onto her lips.
"Let's agree to keep our distance from now on, Miss Moore.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNo more trouble.
" "Actions speak louder than words, Miss Glyn.
Setting the glass aside, Hannah turned on her heel and walked away, Bryson trailing behind.
Melina's eyes smoldered with anger as she glared at Hannah's departing figure, longing to lash out.
Once they were a safe distance away, Hannah whispered to Bryson without turning back, “Is Melina still following us?"
Bryson subtly tilted his head, feigning a gesture of adjusting Hannah's hair while discreetly scanning the area for any sign of Melina.
Finding the coast clear, Bryson remained vigilant, scanning them surroundings before replying in a hushed tone, "She's gone. " Hannah's expression shifted suddenly.
"I've got to go to the bathroom.
" "Need scompany?" Bryson asked.
Spotting a hint of distress in Hannah's demeanor, Bryson stuck close by, this warry, palpable as he feared for her safety, trailing her steps with unease.
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