As they entered the hotel lobby, Bryson continued to follow her, bypassing the front desk and heading straight to the elevator with her.


    Dotson joined them inside the elevator.


    With a shameless grin, Bryson said, “For the sake of my mental health, I need to stay with you for a few nights.


    ”


    Hannah shot him a look of mock sympathy and retorted, “Dream on! I don’t have room for you.


    ”


    “But you are the best remedy for my stress.


    Miss Moore, you’re sopassionate.


    Surely you won’t refuse to help me?” Bryson pleaded.


    The gall of this man!


    Hannah was ready with a retort, but the smile on Bryson’s face left her momentarily speechless.


    Just then, Dotson chimed in with a puzzled expression, “Mr.


    Mitchell, are you out of a ce to stay because yourpany is on the brink of copse? No need for excuses.


    We all know what’s happening with the Mitchell Group.


    Why don’t we share a room?”


    He turned to Hannah and asked, “Boss, can Mr.


    Mitchell bunk with me?”


    Stifling herughter, Hannah replied, “Of course.


    Mr.


    Mitchell, feel free to stay with Dotson.


    You’re more than wee!”


    At that moment, the elevator doors slid open, and Hannah was the first to step out.


    Dotson followed closely, waving at Bryson.


    “Mr.


    Mitchell,e with me!”


    As soon as they exited the elevator, they spotted Maloney leaning against the corridor window.


    “Finally, you’re back.


    ”


    Seeing Bryson, Maloney raised an eyebrow and greeted, “Mr.


    Mitchell.


    ”


    It was clear he had been waiting for their return.


    Hannah didn’t waste any time, “Is there an issue with the partnership?”


    “No, nothing’s wrong.


    They’ve agreed with your terms and haven’t reached out to me recently, so I assume it’s going smoothly.


    By the way, your friend called and asked you to call him back.


    ”


    “My friend?” Hannah asked, puzzled.


    Maloney showed her the call log.


    “It was Clive.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org - ?.


    ”


    Upon seeing the caller ID, Hannah instinctively reached for her phone, only to find it had powered off.


    “My phone died.


    No wonder he contacted you.


    Alright, I’ll call him myself,” Hannah said, pulling out her room key to unlock the door.


    She opened the door and walked in, with Bryson close behind.


    Dotson stopped him.


    “Mr.


    Mitchell, my room is this way.


    Come along.


    ”