“We don’t look after Hannah well.
Being punished isn’t the end of the world, but if something serious happens to her, that’s a real problem!”
After Trent spoke, Keith paused, uncertain.
“Then… what do you think we should do?”
Trent sighed, resigned.
“There’s no better option right now.
We need to tell dad about it!”
He turned to leave but was stopped by Keith’s sudden interjection.
“Wait, not necessarily! There might be a way to handle this without too much trouble!”
Keith caught up to Trent, his eyes bright with an idea.
“Let’s bring Bryson into this.
Hannah always listens to him.
”
“Well…”
Trent hesitated, weighing the suggestion.
That was a decent n.
Bryson and Hannah were close.
If she wouldn’t listen to them, she might listen to him.
But then Trent shook his head.
“I think Bryson has always taken Hannah’s side.
If Hannah decides to stick with her n, Bryson might just help her through it.
”
“That’s even better,” Keith muttered.
“With Bryson’s help, Hannah might not have to get her hands dirty.
”
Trent gave him a long, wordless look.
“If Bryson gets involved, do you really think Hannah will forgive us for leaking it?”
“Well… Forget it…”
Sighing deeply, Trent pulled out his phone.
“I’ll call Bryson first to see where he stands.
”
Getting through took longer than expected.
“Help! Someone, please!”
Trent’s phone rang, and a woman’s scream erupted from the receiver, startling him.
Surprised, Trent instinctively moved the phone away from his ear.
Baffled, he stared at the phone, then cautiously brought it closer, unsure of what to expect.
“Who’s calling?” Bryson’s voice sounded puzzled on the other end.
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Bryson, noticing Trent’s hesitation, frowned as he took the phone and nced at the missed call before ending it with a decisive tap.
Trent held the phone, puzzled by the busy tone on the other end.