Hannah, however, did not inquire about their backgrounds.


    To her, gangsters employed to capture others likely knew little of consequence.


    “Send them to the police station.


    ”


    Looking up, Hannah’s gaze fell on the hotel gate where Atticus still stood.


    Catching her eye, he waved enthusiastically.


    “By the way—” Hannah began, turning back to the bodyguards.


    “Inform the police about the situation here and request their immediate presence to protect Atticus.


    ”


    “Yes, Miss Moore.


    Shall we escort you back to the Mitchell residence now?” one of the bodyguards asked.


    “No, thanks,” Hannah declined.


    “I need to speak with him.


    You proceed with your duties.


    ”


    The bodyguards hesitated to leave her unattended.


    “Some of us will send the captured men to the station first.


    The rest can wait for you here,” the leader of the bodyguards suggested.


    “Mr.


    Mitchell insisted that you should not be left alone, no matter the circumstances.


    ”


    “Alright,” Hannah acquiesced, aware that they were under Bryson’s orders.


    Waving them off, she had no time to waste and turned to enter the hotel lobby.


    As soon as she stepped inside, Atticus hurried over to her.


    “Miss Moore! I saw two people were caught.


    Am I safe now?”


    “You’re safe for the time being,” Hannah told Atticus.


    “The police will likely need your statement soon.


    I suggest you apply for police protection; otherwise, these people won’t give up easily and will keep harassing you.


    ”


    Atticus rubbed his hands anxiously.


    “Why are they targeting me? I own that ind, but it’s already been sold.


    What could they possibly gain from killing me?”


    Hannah shrugged, her tone casual yet informative.


    “Perhaps their aim is simply to vent their frustrations, much like they tried with me.


    A friend of mine faced a simr situation once.Owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    If you try to hide, you’ll remain a target until they seed.


    ”


    Atticus was the epitome of a wealthy young man, his days typically filled with leisurely pursuits.


    Yet, he found himself bewildered by his sudden entanglement in such perilous affairs.


    He swallowed hard, overwhelmed by a sense of desperation.


    “Ickbat skills.


    If they decide to strike, it will be all too easy for them to kill me.


    ”


    Reflecting on his vulnerability, Atticus cast a pleading look towards Hannah.


    “Miss Moore, please help me.


    I’m willing to pay whatever it takes!”


    “You’d better keep the money for self-defense,” Hannah said to Atticus.


    “As I said, living here can ensure your safety for the time being.


    However, once you step beyond these confines, I cannot assure your safety.


    ”


    It was only then that a realization dawned on Atticus.


    He spun around and dashed toward the front desk, calling out as he ran, “I need a suite! Book it for the next six months!”


    With the immediate crisis managed, Hannah exited the hotel.


    Her bodyguard was already positioned by the car, ready to assist.


    “Miss Moore, I’ll drive you back now.


    ”


    “Okay.


    ”