“Ie from humble beginnings.


    Manners are not my concern.


    ” Hannah quirked an eyebrow.


    “Besides, if I were as refined as Grace, wouldn’t yourck of manners disturb me?”


    “I dare you to repeat that!” Fuming, Tyshawn advanced on Hannah, staring down at her.Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.


    “You bitch! You’re not just unrefined.


    You’re despicable!”


    Hannah stared back, her sneer intact.


    “If it weren’t for your family’s influence, you’d have been behind bars.


    ”


    In the next instant, Tyshawn’s hand was in the air, poised to strike.


    “Hannah!” Grace shrieked in rm.


    Hannah held her phone with feigned shock.


    “Oops! I didn’t notice it but at the beginning of our conversation, my finger slipped and hit the record button.


    If I identally sent this recording to Grace’s brother, you’d be in a real bind.


    ”


    Her fingers hovered over Bryson’s chat window, her expression torn.


    “If that p had connected, I can’t promise this recording wouldn’t have been sent.


    ”


    Makenna quickly grabbed her son’s hand, aware they couldn’t afford to provoke Bryson.


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    Grimacing, Tyshawn muttered, “Fine, you win this time!”


    As they prepared to exit, Hannah’s smile vanished, her voice icy.


    “Apologize.


    ”


    Tyshawn spun around, disbelief coloring his words.


    “Damn it! What the hell did you say?”


    “I said say you’re sorry to Grace.


    Are you deaf, Mr.


    Mitchell?”


    The sound of music drifted from the hall, visible through the clear windows, where guests could be seen mingling elegantly.


    In stark contrast, the garden’s ambiance had grown chilly.


    Tyshawn, looking sharp in his custom-made suit, turned to face Hannah.


    His eyes bore into her with a venomous re.


    “Ah, Hannah Moore, isn’t it? I know you!”