Chapter 328 Couldn’t Resist Helping Her
The presidential suite's opulent crystal chandelier quietly rotated.
Owen was the first to speak out against Anna's intercession. "You! You can't always be so gullible and
giving!"
She really wanted to be the one to take the initiative and keep Sarah by her side. "Ethan, you must
safeguard Nana well," he said, facing Han.
"Otherwise…"
Owen smiled coldly and didn't say anything else. The threat and warning were obvious.
Han's face abruptly turned cold. Anna didn't want him to get upset because of her father's words, so
she wrapped her arms around Owen's arm and said, "Oh, don't blame Ethan. Remember how he said
he'd be in charge of me for the rest of his life?"
Han stood silently across from Anna's expectant and blissful eyes for a long time. Finally, he gave a
slight nod and said, "Yes."
After giving her a long look, he continued, "I will remove Sarah from your world, and she will never be
able to hurt you again."
The smile froze on Anna's lips. She was thrilled that he could say such a thing, but she was still irritated
by his reluctance to have that bitch put to death.
Her lips quivered, and she finally gave a small smile and nodded. Then she said, "Okay."
Her mind, however, was filled with nefarious plans.
If that was the case, it was still up to her to remove the thorn, Sarah, from her side by herself!
Owen appeared to be dissatisfied with his decision as well. He dismissed Anna right away, saying,
"You go out first, Nana. I'd like to speak with Ethan alone."
Anna looked at her father with trepidation, fearful that he would say something that would aggravate
Ethan and make him decide against marrying her…
"Nana, go out first."
She was again urged on and had no choice but to leave.
Only Han and Owen remained in the vast and opulent presidential suite after the door was shut once
more.
Owen stripped off his mask of insincerity as soon as Anna left and slammed the diamond ashtray on
the table at Han's feet.
"Smash!" The sound of the ashtray shattering on the expensive marble floor was very clear.
Then, in an angry tone, Owen said, "How dare you defend that woman in front of Nana?! That woman
was also responsible for Nana's incident at the time, right?!"
"Ethan! Do you really think you can just do as you please and completely disregard us because Nana
loves you so much?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"No matter what, Sarah, that bitch, must die!"
Han's eyes completely turned cold after receiving one reprimand after another, and the hand that fell to
one side clenched into a fist.
No matter what, he must put up with it. He would eventually be able to free himself from his control
over him.
After calming down, Han took out his phone and looked up Sarah's information to show him.
"She is known as the Young Mrs. Ford. The Ford Group and I are currently collaborating. If Shawn
discovers that I murdered Sarah, the collaboration project will undoubtedly be terminated."
"The loss will be in the tens of billions at that point. If you let her go temporarily, I can give you all the
tens of billions I've made once the project with Ford Group is finished."
"Think of it as a gift for me to marry Anna."
Even if Owen still wanted to kill Sarah, his rage subsided significantly when he heard Han's words.
He gave this issue some thought before agreeing with an expressionless face. He said, "Then, I'll leave
this matter in your capable hands. However, you must still teach that woman a lesson."
Han lowered his gaze and muttered, "I understand."
Anna, who had been eavesdropping outside, dashed back to her room when she heard Han was about
to make his exit.
She smiled as soon as she remembered the last thing he had said. She continued to be happy as she
experimented with her brand-new manicures.
"It turned out that Ethan didn't want to make a move on Sarah for that reason."
"Since that's the case, it would be best if I didn't kill Sarah for the time being..."
After all, her life and death would have an impact on the critical factors influencing Ethan's decision to
marry her.
Despite her displeasure, she resolved to remove the unsightly thorn later.
Han went to the riverbank by himself after leaving the suite.
It was already the middle of autumn, and the air was a little chilly and overcast on rainy days.
His tall and slender figure stood by the riverbank. His eyes had a dark look, and his lips were pressed
thinly together.
He had no choice but to bring up Shawn just now to protect Leah. He was very angry with himself for
making this move.
However, given his current circumstances, there was no way he could break free of Owen's control
over him in order to protect her.
His thoughts kept returning to the events of the past few days, particularly the scenes involving Leah
and Alfred's death.
He did his best to suppress these emotions and deal with them on his own.
The cool wind brought a thick layer of mist as it continued to blow around him, causing his shirt's hems
to billow in the breeze.
Like a statue, he stood still and quietly by the riverbank for a long time.
Leah had owed him a great deal, so why was it that he couldn't control himself from helping her again
and again?
…
Leah finally succeeded in renting a store in Linkville with the covert assistance of Serena and Shawn.
Aftar calming down, Han took out his phona and lookad up Sarah's information to show him.
"Sha is known as tha Young Mrs. Ford. Tha Ford Group and I ara currantly collaborating. If Shawn
discovars that I murdarad Sarah, tha collaboration projact will undoubtadly ba tarminatad."
"Tha loss will ba in tha tans of billions at that point. If you lat har go tamporarily, I can giva you all tha
tans of billions I'va mada onca tha projact with Ford Group is finishad."
"Think of it as a gift for ma to marry Anna."
Evan if Owan still wantad to kill Sarah, his raga subsidad significantly whan ha haard Han's words.
Ha gava this issua soma thought bafora agraaing with an axprassionlass faca. Ha said, "Than, I'll laava
this mattar in your capabla hands. Howavar, you must still taach that woman a lasson."
Han lowarad his gaza and muttarad, "I undarstand."
Anna, who had baan aavasdropping outsida, dashad back to har room whan sha haard Han was about
to maka his axit.
Sha smilad as soon as sha ramambarad tha last thing ha had said. Sha continuad to ba happy as sha
axparimantad with har brand-naw manicuras.
"It turnad out that Ethan didn't want to maka a mova on Sarah for that raason."
"Sinca that's tha casa, it would ba bast if I didn't kill Sarah for tha tima baing..."
Aftar all, har lifa and daath would hava an impact on tha critical factors influancing Ethan's dacision to
marry har.
Daspita har displaasura, sha rasolvad to ramova tha unsightly thorn latar.
Han want to tha rivarbank by himsalf aftar laaving tha suita.
It was alraady tha middla of autumn, and tha air was a littla chilly and ovarcast on rainy days.
His tall and slandar figura stood by tha rivarbank. His ayas had a dark look, and his lips wara prassad
thinly togathar.
Ha had no choica but to bring up Shawn just now to protact Laah. Ha was vary angry with himsalf for
making this mova.
Howavar, givan his currant circumstancas, thara was no way ha could braak fraa of Owan's control
ovar him in ordar to protact har.
His thoughts kapt raturning to tha avants of tha past faw days, particularly tha scanas involving Laah
and Alfrad's daath.
Ha did his bast to supprass thasa amotions and daal with tham on his own.
Tha cool wind brought a thick layar of mist as it continuad to blow around him, causing his shirt's hams
to billow in tha braaza.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLika a statua, ha stood still and quiatly by tha rivarbank for a long tima.
Laah had owad him a graat daal, so why was it that ha couldn't control himsalf from halping har again
and again?
…
Laah finally succaadad in ranting a stora in Linkvilla with tha covart assistanca of Sarana and Shawn.
As soon as the lease agreement was signed, Serena patted her shoulders and said, "This is great!
Finally, we'll be able to launch our business."
"You are in charge of the renovation. I'll go ahead and submit an application for a business license and
to open a design studio."
"Okay, thank you so much for your hard work," Leah said, nodding gratefully.
The finalization of the studio's location made her secretly relieved.
She had a great deal of faith in her design work. She could always repay Han's money slowly as long
as the business went off without a hitch.
Leah meticulously inspected the studio's layout after Serena had left.
It was only three o'clock in the afternoon when she finished photographing the studio from various
angles, so she went to the park by the river. After all this time, she needed fresh air to lift her tired spirit.
She also planned to sketch a rough design for the studio's renovation.
A light drizzle had begun to fall when she got to the riverside.
Leah sought refuge from the rain at the pavilion. She huffed as she looked at the raging river.
I'm hoping everything goes smoothly this time…
She just needed to stay away from Anna now that she was aware of her animosity toward her.
Han had repeatedly warned her not to get too close to Anna, or else she would have continued to care
for Anna foolishly.
She was framed again at the time. She was positive that there would be no way out for her this time.
She thought about it, and a soft chuckle escaped her lips. It was unusual for her to laugh about it, but
her smile never reached her eyes.
Han was quietly watching her from a distance and noticed the slight smile on her face.
He had noticed Leah the moment she arrived at the riverbank.
"Leah..." With his eyes glued to her in a daze, he couldn't help but whisper her name.
How long had it been since he had seen her with such a relaxed smile?
He surmised that the situation involving her studio must have been resolved since she appeared to be
in a good mood today.
He moved forward two steps, wanting to get closer to her.
However, when he remembered her attitude toward him, he came to a halt.
In the end, he just kept looking at Leah from behind the pavilion.
As the storm lashed out at him, soaking him from head to toe, his deep dark eyes were filled with
indescribable emotions.
This is close enough. If I were to get any closer to her, she would give me that cold look of hers again…