“Hannah! “


    She turned around to see Melina standing there, an unexpected figure.


    Melina wore a professional suit today that highlighted her figure and gave her an air of sophistication.


    However, the cold, resentful re she directed at Hannah revealed the bitterness in her heart.


    Hannah, on her part, was no more weing.


    The events of the past had long eroded her patience with Melina.


    “What’s the problem?” Hannah inquired, her tone neutral as she made no move to bridge the distance between them for idle chit-chat.


    Their rtionship had deteriorated to a point where pleasantries were forsaken.


    Melina was blunt in her response, “Don’t some people have a sense of shame? You weren’t invited, yet here you are sneaking around.


    Have you no self-respect?”


    “Show some respect to my boss!” Dotson interjected.


    He didn’t wait for a reply but positioned himself protectively in front of Hannah.


    Melina, however, snorted at this.Owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    “You’re always by her side.


    Are we really supposed to believe you’re just a bodyguard? A lover is a lover.


    Why pretend he’s anything else?”


    Although Dotson often spent time overseas, he was quick to pick up on Melina’s insinuating tone, suggesting something inappropriate about his closeness to Hannah.


    He was ready to retort but Hannah stopped him.


    “Don’t bother with her.


    Let’s head inside,” she said, dismissing Melina with a wave of her hand.


    “Franco doesn’t have time for you today!” Melina called out after them, her voice dripping with disdain.


    “The Mitchell family’s mansion is not a yground for your recklessness! The gate guards are worthless.


    How did they even allow someone like you through? After I marry Tyshawn, I’m firing them all!”


    Hannah had no initial desire to engage with this madness.


    Yet, the more she restrained herself, the more Melina tested her Limits.


    As pressures mounted, Melina unwittingly stepped into her crosshairs.


    Enough was enough.


    “Hold still,” Hannah instructed Dotson.


    He nodded and watched as his boss walked determinedly toward Melina.


    Melina’s confidence waned at the sight.


    She yelled, “Hannah, what are you nning to do? This is Mitchell territory.


    If you darey a finger on me, I’ll scream for… Ah!”


    Her threat was cut short as Hannah’s hand connected sharply with her cheek.


    The force unbnced her, and she teetered, almost tumbling onto the nearbywn.


    Quick as a sh, Hannah yanked her back by the hair with a strong pull.


    Feeling a sudden, sharp pain in her scalp as she intended to copse, Melina instinctively raised her hand and began iling wildly, screaming, “Let me go!!! Let go! Oh! You f@cking bitch! How dare you hit me! I’m going to call the police! I’ll call them right now!”