The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never
Chapter 1770

Atticus scrambled after her, while his friends called out in a mix of protest and fear, “You’re just going to walk away after hurting someone?”

Their voices echoed, but Hannah’s swift, decisive actions had already instilled fear in them.

Without looking back, her voice drifted from outside.

“It’s just a dislocation.

Take him to the hospital.

”

Atticus, following Hannah, tried to mend fences.

“Miss Moore, I’m to blame today.

Let me make it up to you with a meal sometime.

”

“You’d better just focus on making it through the next few days,”

Hannah replied nonchalantly, her tone sending chills down his spine.

Atticus, suddenly anxious, asked, “Miss Moore, you will protect me, right?”

“The police are there for that, not me,” Hannah retorted.

“I came to you today because your death benefits me in no way.

”

Atticus grasped her implication.

“So, my survival is in your interest as well.

”

Hoping for her assurance, he added, “So you’ll protect me during this time, won’t you?”

Hannah paused, then looked back at Atticus with a dismissive glance.

“You might want to get your head checked when you replace the time.

I don’t have the Luxury to waste worrying about you.

”

Once they were in the car, Hannah informed Atticus, “Tonight, I’ll take you to a relatively safe hotel.

It might be wise for you to hire a few more bodyguards for protection.

”

Atticus looked like he wanted to ask Hannah something more, but her expression suggested she might not entertain further questions.

He simply nodded and remained quiet.

Hannah’s tone was stern as she advised, “You’re better off relying on yourself than on others.

I can assist you this once, but don’t expect my help constantly.

”

“Of course, I understand,” Atticus murmured in agreement.

The drive to the hotel was uneventful at first.

However, as they neared their destination, Hannah’s demeanor shifted.

She instructed sharply, “As soon as we arrive, run straight into the hotel.

”

Atticus’s anxiety grew.

“Is something wrong?”

“We’re being followed.

It could be dangerous for either of us,”

Hannah revealed.

“What should we do then?” Atticus asked, his voice tense.