Bryson instructed the bodyguard to ce the food down and invited Hannah to join him for breakfast.


    “Okay.


    ”


    Hannah went over and sat down.


    Bryson lifted the lid off the congee, and steam instantly billowed out.


    Stirring the congee, Hannah said to Bryson, “I’m nning to call Dotson to the hospital too.


    I’ve been feeling a bit uneasy.


    ”


    “Uneasy?” Bryson echoed, his interest piqued as he peeled an egg with delicate precision.


    “Yes,” she continued, nodding.


    “Given what happened today, it’s clear Tyshawn is preparing to make a move.


    It’s not that I don’t trust your men but having Dotson here would just make me feel safer.


    ”


    “Okay,” Bryson responded, cing the neatly peeled egg on a clean te and sliding it towards Hannah.


    “You should call Dotson toe overter.


    ”


    Just as Hannah was about to respond, Bryson’s phone interrupted their conversation with its ringing.


    Bryson’s expression grew colder as he answered, “I’ll head back this afternoon to handle it.


    Okay, I understand.


    ”


    After he hung up, Hannah looked at him curiously.


    “What’s wrong? Do you have something to deal with at thepany?”


    “Nothing serious.


    ” Bryson maintained a neutral expression as he downyed the situation.


    “There’s a general shareholders’ meeting this afternoon.


    I need to be there in person.


    ”


    Hannah nodded in understanding.


    “No problem.


    I’ll call Dotson overter.


    With both of us here, Mr.


    Franco Mitchell will be in good hands.


    ”


    Bryson gazed at Hannah with a deep concern in his eyes.


    “I’m worried about you.


    ”


    Bryson’s mind was a whirlwind of worry, fixated solely on one fear: that Tyshawn might act out of desperation and harm Hannah.


    Hannah paused, her eyes wide with surprise.


    Then, with a serene smile, she replied, “It’s fine.


    I don’t think Tyshawn has the nerve to cause trouble in a hospital.


    ”


    Before Dotson arrived, Bryson got into the car driven by Yosef and headed to the Mitchell Group.


    Watching Bryson’s car leave, Tyshawn, who had been waiting outside the hospital, squinted and immediately pulled out his phone.


    “Bryson’s gone.


    Not sure if he’ll be back this afternoon.Exclusive ? material by N?(/v)elDrama.Org.


    If he doesn’t return, we act today.


    ”


    The voice on the other end spoke, causing Tyshawn to grit his teeth in frustration.


    “It’s safer to act at night.


    We have the upper hand today.


    If we don’t move now, my grandpa will spill everything when he wakes up.


    ”


    After hanging up, Tyshawn scanned the area to ensure no one was watching before he left.


    Meanwhile, Dotson had already entered the hospital through the back door and taken the elevator up to the ward.


    Hannah turned to Dotson, her tone soft but serious.


    “You’ve got a tough few days ahead.


    Someone needs to keep watch over Franco’s ward.


    Bryson’s busy withpany matters, so I need you to help out.


    ”


    “Boss, don’t mention it.


    It’s my duty.


    ”