The staff’s expression remained unchanged, but her tone was sharp.


    “Our boss believes that paintings are to be shared with others.


    It is unusual for someone to touch them as you did.


    ”


    Humph.


    Hannah felt a spark of amusement at the sarcasm.


    “Really?” She smiled.


    “I couldn’t even tell which famous artist painted this.


    Ah! Perhaps your boss purchased a counterfeit?”


    With that, she continued down the stairs, pausing briefly to add over her shoulder, “But of course, it doesn’t really matter if it’s a fake.


    As long as he loves it, that’s what counts.


    ”


    After her remark, Hannah descended the stairs without further conversation.


    The staff member watched her go, her expression mixed as the button on her chest glowed red.


    Once Hannah was out of sight, a voice crackled through the earpiece the staff wore.


    “Don’t do anything unnecessary.


    She is vignt.


    It’s her first day on the ind.


    We can’t let her discover anything.


    ”


    “Yes, boss,” she responded.


    Outside the hotel, the atmosphere buzzed with activity, but Hannah’s friends were nowhere in sight.


    Unhurried, she nced toward the beach and noticed a few people surfing, seemingly wealthy vacationers enjoying the ind.


    Disinterested, Hannah found a shaded spot to sit and gaze at the coastline.


    Suddenly, a figure obscured her view.


    Looking up, Hannah saw Bryson, casually dressed in a ck T-shirt, looking every bit like a model.


    “Where are the others?” he asked as he sat down beside her.


    “They went to find a ce to have dinner,” she replied.


    Enjoying the rare break, Hannah leaned backzily on the sofa, preferring silence.


    Bryson also reclined, the breeze gently tousling their hair.


    “I’ve checked the room but didn’t find anything suspicious,” he mentioned.


    Hannah, staring ahead with a rxed demeanor, responded, “So far, I haven’t found anything either.Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.


    Maybe we are overthinking this.


    ”


    “I hope so,” Bryson said, narrowing his eyesfortably.


    “But I doubt we can leave here tomorrow.


    ”


    “Don’t y the doomsayer here,” Hannah added lightly, enjoying the brief respite.


    She turned to look at Bryson with a smirk.


    “If we can’t leave tomorrow, you’ll just have to swim back.


    ”


    Bryson smiled back at her.


    “Are you really that cruel to me?”


    “That’s me being nice.


    ”