Chapter 26: Delighted Mood

Especially when she gets angry, pouting, puffing her cheeks, like a tiny steamed bun?

Arnold Simmons was intrigued and raised his eyebrows slightly. "What do you mean?"

Hannah: "I can make you happy."

The girl's voice was gentle and clear. She blinked, looking at him with deep meaning.

Arnold Simmons got the wrong idea, couldn't help but cough lightly, pursed his lips. His face expression became softer, his eyes were pitch black, his voice low and hoarse, "Don't talk nonsense."

Hannah frowned, not understanding Arnold Simmons's meaning, "What I mean is, I am so pretty. Mr. Simmons, won't that make you happy?"

Arnold Simmons was silent for a moment; the next second, his tone was colder, "... No."

Hannah looked helpless, "Or I can play some spike fiddle for you, or even some suona if that doesn't work. Which song do you like, sad or happy? I can do anything..."

"No need." Arnold Simmons suddenly interrupted Hannah. Seeing her looking at him in confusion, he could feel a wave of unnamed emotions spreading in his chest. His voice came out a bit hurried, "Your name will be on the list of participants for 'Shining Star Journey 2'."

Hannah was stunned for a moment. Before she could thank him, Arnold Simmons had already left.

For him, nothing in the world is more embarrassing than misunderstanding.

He needed times to adjust.

Just as he was about to leave, the girl's voice came from behind. "Mr. Simmons, beautiful things indeed bring joy to people. You should really consider it."

Arnold Simmons stumbled a bit, luckily, he grabbed the door frame in time and didn't let anyone notice anything unusual.

He left, left the reception directly. Nobody even got a chance to bid him goodbye, especially those who had been waiting for him all night to talk to him.

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Hannah came alone tonight, without a car, indeed, she doesn't have one. The last time after she left George River's villa gracefully, she didn't take anything with her apart from 2000 yuan.

But tonight, with tiredness overtaking her and not wanting to play the tragic heroine, Hannah chose to leave from the underground parking lot to avoid George River and his angel Tiffany Lynch in the main hall.

However, Hannah didn't expect that someone was already waiting for her.

He was a man in a silver custom suit, even looking at his back gave an air of urgency and inner turmoil.

It wasn't until regular sounds of high heels footsteps came that the man turned around abruptly, his eyes filled with fury.

Hannah was surprised to see George River suddenly appearing in front of her, but before she could react, George River had swiftly stepped forward and grabbed Hannah's wrist tightly.

"Hannah Winter, after leaving me, you can't wait to find your next sugar daddy?"

The man stared fixedly at the woman in front of him. His gaze swept over her exquisite, fair face. Those round eyes still held traces of shock. It seemed as if they were veiled with mist.

But upon closer look, it was only an illusion.

Hannah was somewhat taken aback. "What do you mean?"

George River chuckled coldly, "Hannah Winter, are you still playing innocent?"

"I really don't know what you're talking about!" Hannah frowned, trying to pull away from George's hand. But at the critical moment, she remembered her task and could only remain obediently.

She was irritated on the inside, wishing she could slam this arrogant, childish man's face to the ground.