Chapter 470

Hannah glanced at Marilyn and said, "No offense taken. No need for dinner. How about a drink instead?"

"A drink? Absolutely!" Marilyn's face lit up with enthusiasm. "There's a great bar nearby with an awesome vibe. Let me take you!"

Vincent and Edgar exchanged startled looks.How had a casual chat suddenly turned into plans for drinks?

Ignoring Vincent, Hannah strode to the driver's seat, pulled out her keys, and pressed.them into his hand."You said you'd drive my car? Take it back for me. I'll get a cab later."

Vincent's face darkened. She wasn't planning to take him with her?

Without waiting,Hannah turned to Marilyn. "Let's go."

Marilyn linked arms with Hannah, beaming, and then spun back to plant a playful kiss on Edgar's cheek."Sorry, honey, you're on your own today-go find something to do!"

Edgar frowned. "You're leaving me out?"

Marilyn laughed. "Girls' night-no guys allowed."

Edgar sighed and asked, "Want me to pick you up later?"

Marilyn shook her head, grinning. "No need, and don't bother showing up."

"Fine," Edgar muttered, knowing his place, and didn't push further.

Edgar turned to Vincent with a cheeky grin, leaning in to whisper, "So, you're really not with that stunner?What's the deal-her kept man? Man, with a face like yours, how much do you rake in daily? Come on. Give me a number."

Vincent didn't spare Edgar a glance, his eyes locked on Hannah's retreating figure. Without a word, he strode after her. a hint of his pay? Guess upfront guys like me are rare in this game."

Shaking his head, he returned to his car and drove off to pass the time.

Vincent followed Hannah and Marilyn to the bar, choosing a discreet booth with a clear view of them. He sat,his gaze fixed on Hannah, ready to whisk her away the moment she had too much to drink.

Suddenly, his phone buzzed. It was an urgent work call about a critical document. Frowning, he skimmed through it.

Meanwhile, Marilyn, after brief introductions, decided to liven things up by boldly hiring two tall, striking escorts. One slid in beside her, while the other was ushered to Hannah's side.

Hannah knocked back drink after drink.

Marilyn,noticing Hannah's silent brooding, tugged at her arm."Why just drink? Rough day?"

Hannah met Marilyn's eyes through a foggy haze, a bitter smile flickering. "Yeah, I'm pissed. My enemy's right in front of me, and I can't touch her yet."

Marilyn sighed, seeing the pain in·Hannah's eyes. She patted Hannah's shoulder, flashing a carefree grin."Then stop stewing. Life's too short-have fun while it lasts!" She pointed to the escort beside Hannah,his rugged charmn edged with danger, and smirked. "Look, I got you a gashing escort. Go have some fun!"

Hannah followed Marilyn's gesture, eyeing the suited escort beside her.

He'd been watching her, and when their eyes met, he flashed a smile-half-predatory, half-charming. His voice was smooth, low. "Hey, beautiful, want to have some fun?"

He grabbed the bottle, refilling her empty glass.

Hannah tilted her head, a playful smile curling her lips. "What kind of fun are we talking?"

"For every drink you take, I lose a piece of clothing," he said, handing her the glass.Instead of taking the glass, Hannah leaned in, took a sip from the glass in his clutch, and raised a brow."Sounds intriguing."

After several rounds, the escort was shirtless, his toned frame on display.

"Not bad," Hannah remarked with seriousness. Her gaze drifted to Marilyn, now locked in a passionate kiss with her escort, utterly lost in the moment.

Hannah set her glass down, leaned close to her escort, and purred,"So, isn't it time for a kiss?"

Her body angled toward him, but her eyes flicked toward Vincent's booth. She knew he was there too.