A sudden voice startled them both. They turned to see Lionel standing in the doorway.


    "Mr. Lancaster, I tried to stop him, but I couldn''t," the assistant exined


    helplessly.


    Yves let out a wryugh. "It''s fine. You can go."


    Hannah stared at Lionel in astonishment. His hair was slightly messy, and he was breathing heavily, his tie askew.


    But none of that mattered.


    "What are you doing here?" Hannah asked.


    "Come back with me."


    Lionel reached out for her, but his hand froze mid-air. He looked at Hannah in disbelief.


    She had flinched back, taking a step behind Yves.


    At the same time, Yves stepped forward, cing himself between them. "Mr. Rosenberg, you failed to poach my employee, so now you''re resorting to kidnapping? That''s not a good look."


    Lionel clenched his fist and lowered it. "Yves, others may not know, but you know Hannah is my wife. Tear up her contract."


    A smirk yed on Yves'' lips, his eyes full of mockery. "I was starting to think I was the only one who knew she was your wife. It seemed even you had forgotten.”


    "Your wife gets kidnapped for days, and where were you, the loving husband? Besides, this contract was signed willingly. I''d like to see you try and tear it up, Mr. Rosenberg."


    His words struck a nerve with Lionel and resonated deeply with Hannah.


    She lowered her gaze, her face pale. "Lionel, I am an employee of the Keystone Group. It''s natural for me to be at the office. Aren''t you afraid of causing gossip by storming in here like this?"


    She truly couldn''t figure out what he was trying to achieve with this spectacle.


    Seeing her hiding behind another man, the feeling of betrayal and distance infuriated Lionel.


    "Quit. You can work at the Rosenberg Group or any other firm."


    Hannah froze.


    The office fell into a dead silence.


    After a few seconds, Yves''ughter broke the tension.


    "Mr. Rosenberg, how long has it been since you returned to the Rosenberg family? Three years?" He turned his head, his eyes half-closed in a look of utter disdain. "It''s been three years yet your thinking is still like some street thugs Do you think a legally binding contract is a joke?"


    Just as Lionel was about to retort, Hannah stepped out from behind Yves.


    "If you can produce a


    ten-million-dor breach of contract fee, I will teave the keystone Group If not, please don''t barge in here and disturbour work again," she said, her voice steady and calm despite her inner turmoil. "Please leave.


    "Hannah!"


    Looking at her fearless demeanor, so different from the woman he once knew, Lionel''s eyes zed with a helpless fury.


    "I''m sure Mr. Rosenberg wouldn''t want Mr. Lancaster to call security to escort you out, would he?" her voice remained t.


    Lionel took a deep breath. He looked at the two of them standing together, and with a final dark nce, he turned and left.


    The moment the door closed, Hannah let out a long sigh.


    "Mr. Lancaster, I''m so sorry. I never imagined he would show up like this."


    Yves leaned against his desk. "My, that was a scare. For a moment there thought the starwyer?


    a fortune for was about to be


    paid


    snatched away."


    Seeing his usual nonchnt demeanor, Hannah managed a smile. "Don''t worry,


    Mr. Lancaster. As long as you don''t fire me, I won''t leave."


    Besides, Lionel would never pay ten million dors for her.