The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never
Chapter 1662

Unbeknownst to him, he was under observation.

Bryson’s grip on his glass tightened, his knuckles whitening as if he might crush it at any moment.

Brayden placed a hand on his shoulder, urging him, “Calm down.

Don’t ruin Miss Moore’s plan.

”

If the tension around Bryson could have materialized, it would have manifested as a dark aura enveloping him.

Watching Tyshawn’s hand on Hannah’s arm, Bryson gritted his teeth and muttered, “I’m gonna disable his hand.

”

Beside him, Brayden remained silent, casting anxious glances at Lydia, unsure of what to say next.

Lydia pretended not to notice the tension, quickly lowering her head to check her watch.

“I should go replace the heroine.

You guys stay here and keep an eye on things.

”

After speaking, Lydia turned and gently patted Grace on the shoulder.

With a serious expression, she instructed, “Grace, I’m leaving your brother in your hands.

Tell him not to do anything rash.

”

Grace nodded earnestly.

“Don’t worry.

I’ll make sure he stays calm.

”

Catching a glimpse of Bryson’s troubled face, Lydia quickly Looked away, shivered, and hurried away from the scene.

Meanwhile, Tyshawn had taken Hannah into the lounge and locked the door from the inside.

He supported Hannah to the sofa.

Noticing her nearly unconscious state, he loosened his tie, his eyes trailing greedily over her slender, smooth calves.

As his gaze lingered, his thirst grew.

He removed his suit jacket and tie, then leaned toward Hannah abruptly.

“You always act so aloof and virtuous, dismissing me.

But today, you’ll experience pleasure at my hands.

”

Just as his hand reached for the button of Hannah’s blouse, a wave of dizziness overcame him.

He felt like he was about to pass out.

Suddenly, Hannah’s eyes snapped open.

As he leaned in, she kicked him off the sofa.

Bang! Tyshawn hit the carpet hard, knocked unconscious by the force of the fall.

Hannah’s initially hazy eyes sharpened, her gaze icy as she stared at Tyshawn lying motionless on the floor.

The chill in her eyes deepened.

She pulled out her phone, sent a quick message, then smoothly adjusted her hair and leaned back leisurely on the sofa.

About ten minutes later, a soft knock sounded at the lounge door.

When Hannah opened the door, she saw Lydia assisting a faint Melina into the room, followed closely by Bryson and the others.

“Why are all of you coming in?” Hannah asked, her brow furrowing slightly.

“It’s quite conspicuous.

”

Bryson, glancing at the man sprawled unconscious on the floor, replied with a cold, casual tone, “No one noticed us come in.

There are no cameras here.

”

Lydia, setting Melina down on the sofa and rubbing her sore shoulder, explained, “When I found Melina, she was already out cold.

It seems the wine did its job better than she expected.

” She turned to look at the unconscious Melina and scoffed, “What goes around, comes around.

She’s only reaping what she sowed.

”

Hannah walked over and discreetly removed a small silver needle from Tyshawn’s neck.

“The drug’s effects won’t last long.

I’ve removed the needle from Tyshawn’s neck.

He’ll wake up soon.

Let’s head out.

”