After he spoke, the person next to him didn’t answer, and the people outside went quiet.


    The lounge fell into silence.


    It was so still that even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.


    Who did Tyshawn just call out to?


    Everyone held their breath and exchanged nces.


    It seemed he was calling out to Hannah.


    Hannah continued to smile, but her eyes betrayed a_ fierce determination.


    Bryson stood beside her.


    Those who were closer to him, aside from Hannah, instinctively stepped back in fear.


    It was clear Bryson was in a foul mood.


    No one dared to provoke him.


    “Tyshawn Mitchell!” Malvina called his name, each word sharp and deliberate.


    Tyshawn was startled, sensing something was amiss.


    He struggled to open his eyes and gazed at Malvina, who stood in the lounge.


    “Malvina!”


    He hastily grabbed the nearby trousers and put them on.


    “Don’t misunderstand.


    It’s Hannah who seduced me.


    I didn’t want to…”


    Before he could finish, a cold voice cut him off.


    “I seduced you? Then exin to everyone how I seduced you.


    ”


    In that moment, Tyshawn’s gaze shifted from Malvina’s countenance to the door.


    “You!” Tyshawn’s eyes widened in disbelief.


    Pointing usingly at Hannah, he eximed, “Impossible! Why are you outside the room?”


    After saying that, he suddenly turned his head to look at the person lying on the sofa.


    Melinay unconscious, her injuries severe.


    MeLina?


    How could this be? How could this have happened? What happened here?Content bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.


    Once Tyshawn understood what had happened, he pointed at Hannah in anger.


    “Hannah, you tricked me!”


    “I tricked you?” Hannah sneered.


    “Had I left, I might have been the one tricked by you.


    ”


    The murmurs of the crowd filled the room.