Their cries of pain filled the air as they stumbled back and fell onto the sofa behind them.

With not many people around, their dilemma went mostly unnoticed Despite her throbbing leg, Ryleigh managed to stand up and pointed at Hannah accusingly.

“How dare you hit me? Do you know who I am?”

Hannah turned, shaking her head solemnly.

She could barely see Ryleigh’s figure and didn’t recognize her.

“I don’t know who you are.

Feeling embarrassed, Ryleigh took a deep breath and glared at Hannah.

“You’ve insulted me.

Just you wait!”

Hannah shrugged nonchalantly.

“Alright, show me what you can do.

Ryleigh’s anger intensified in the face of Hannah’s calm.

“I’ll make sure the Mitchell family sees your true colors and kicks you out!”

While talking, she pulled out her phone and began dialing.

Hannah approached with a calm smile, took the phone, and turned it off.

“What are you doing?” Ryleigh asked, flustered.

“Give me back my phone!”

Hannah tossed the phone back to her.

“Today’s the Mitchell Group’s banquet.

Let’s not make a scene.

Don’t try me.

She said sternly, “Now, get out of here!”

Humiliated but unwilling to confront further, Ryleigh and her friends quickly left.

Once they were gone, Hannah let out a sigh of relief.

A waiter came over with drinks.

“Hello, Miss.

Can I help you?”

“Thank you, I’ve got it,” Hannah answered, accepting the juice.

Her phone buzzed with a new message.

It was from Bryson.

“Are you full?”

Hannah almost choked upon reading it.

She scanned the room but Bryson was nowhere to be seen.

She coughed and quickly typed a response.

“Did you see me? Where are you?”

Bryson, sitting comfortably on a sofa, chuckled at her message.

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