Chapter 177: Chapter 175: Don’t You Have a Home?
Lana, standing to the side, quickly stepped forward and said with a smile, "Miss Hannah, give me the stuff, I’ll tidy up your room."
Hannah’s smile slightly faded, and she loosened her hold on Elliana’s waist, handing the bag to Lana while advising, "Just tidy up a bit, don’t put things too scattered, I might not find them when I need them."
"Okay." Lana nodded respectfully and left with the backpack.
At this moment, Hannah turned her head to look at the pouty-faced Elliana and couldn’t resist wanting to ruffle her hair, but she dodged away, leaning back.
Hannah said, "Little Sprout, I have something to tell you, about Shane."
"!" Upon hearing Shane’s name, Elliana immediately became serious, her almond-shaped eyes staring directly at Hannah, then said, "Let’s go upstairs."
Shane, as a terrifying criminal, has been under military investigation, including investigations into Shane’s family.
But there has been no progress.
She didn’t know what Hannah was going to tell her, whether it was that he had been caught, or...
Once in the room, she pulled Hannah to sit down, then hastily said, "Speak."
"It’s not really a big breakthrough, but I thought it was necessary to tell you. Not long ago, we found traces of Shane’s activities in northern Myanmar, but the situation there..."
Hannah paused, seemingly reluctant to continue, and after thinking it over, said, "It’s a mixed environment, very hard to investigate anything."
Upon hearing this, a hint of disappointment crossed Elliana’s eyes, but she managed her emotions and asked, "Has Shane contacted Cameron?"
Hannah shook her head and said, "No, so far Shane hasn’t shown any signs of contact with the Southwell Family, but we’re planning to start with Cameron,
"You mean..." Seeing Hannah nod affirmatively, she swallowed her further words.
It’s not impossible.
Think, think carefully...
She felt like she was missing something. She lived with the Southwell Family for three years and had been to Roland Company, so she asked, "Hannah, do you have a picture of him?"
"Yes, but not on my phone. If you want to see it, I’ll ask them for it."
"Alright."
In no time, a passport-sized photo was placed in front of her, making her startled. She recognized the woman in the photo.
To be precise, she hadn’t known her, but had seen her before, in newspapers. At the time, her life was quite dull, so she would look at newspapers and such; this woman was a wanted criminal.
However, this was seen in the last year of her past life, meaning this woman wouldn’t become a wanted criminal until next year.
The exact crime... she couldn’t remember; she had only seen the photo and the name Maureen Marie at the time.
Because this name was hard to pronounce, she had repeated it many times, so it left a deep impression.
She hadn’t expected this person to have served as a senior executive at Roland before.
"Hannah, she’s a criminal, she definitely has issues!"
Seeing Elliana so agitated, Hannah was momentarily surprised and asked, "What do you know?"
"..."
That left her a bit stumped. After thinking for a long time, she finally deflected, saying, "I just feel she looks like a criminal..."
"Just that?" A flash of doubt crossed Hannah’s eyes; Little Sprout’s demeanor earlier clearly showed she knew something.
"Yeah, just that."
Feeling guilty, Elliana raised her hand to scratch her forehead; she couldn’t possibly talk to Hannah about matters from her past life, so there was simply no way to explain.
Seeing Little Sprout unwilling to speak, Hannah didn’t want to pressure her either, and so said, "Don’t worry, we won’t let criminals roam free."
Just as she finished speaking, Hannah let out a "hiss" and soon rubbed a mosquito bite on her leg. "Got bitten by a mosquito on the way here, it’s itching now."
Turns out there was a mosquito bite next to the scar. Looking at that brown scar, Elliana’s nose felt a twinge of pain; it was Hannah’s bullet wound, luckily it hadn’t hit bone, but being hit in the flesh was excruciatingly painful.
"Little Sprout, do you have any floral water or something? Give me some, or even a slice of garlic will do."
There were no mosquitoes in the room, so naturally, they hadn’t prepared such things. She said, "I’ll go get you a garlic slice."
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―――Melody Harmony Group.
It was only after the meeting that Norman Bennett had a chance to look at his phone, furrowing his brows upon noticing a missed call from Hannah, before dialing back.
Once connected, he asked into the phone, "Hey, Hannah, where are you?"
"I’m at your place, Moonlake Villas." Hannah replied truthfully, then added, "I plan to stay at your place."
"You don’t have a home yourself?"
Hannah was momentarily taken aback; this was likely Norman Bennett’s first time asking such a question, with a touch of mild anger in his tone.
She said, "I do, but they’re so busy they don’t have time to see me, so I’ve come to you."
Hannah’s family had a lot of absences, rarely gathering, so when Hannah returned, her family was too busy to see her, even during family reunions, Hannah might still be on duty.
Even if they rarely saw each other, familial affection never fades.
Only to hear Norman Bennett say, "If you have the time, you should go see your brother."
"Zane? Why should I see him? Has that kid gotten into trouble again?"
"He’s your brother, you’re obliged to go see him."
Despite saying that, Hannah had no intention of seeing Zane at all; every time she saw Zane’s grinning face, she had the urge to hit him.
Although she used to consider bullying Zane as a form of amusement, now Zane has nowhere near the charm of Little Sprout.
So she said, "Forget it, he’s probably hoping I won’t go looking for him. Oh, by the way, when will you come back? I want to eat lamb hotpot. If you come back, we’ll wait for you; if not, never mind."
By this time, Elliana had already come in with garlic slices, noticing Hannah on the phone, she kept quiet, crouching down and quietly placing garlic slices on Hannah’s leg.
To be honest, Hannah’s legs seemed extremely slender from a distance, but up close they appeared evenly toned and well-proportioned, not weak at all; possibly due to the length of her legs, as she had met very few 180cm tall women.
"9 o’clock? So late? Then we won’t wait for you. We might have finished everything when you get back. Alright, let’s stop the conversation here. I’ll hang up now."
After hanging up, Hannah noticed Elliana was staring intently at the garlic slices on her leg and even gave her leg a squeeze.
Then she looked up at her, grinning mischievously: "Hannah, do you train every day?"
"Yes, why?"
"Oh, no wonder you’re so toned."
Hannah raised her eyebrows in slight amusement and said, "Want to try? Then accompany me for a five-kilometer run tomorrow."
...
Elliana immediately recalled Hannah’s previous running experience with her, the motto then was "5 kilometers, run every day, healthy body!"