She was doing it on purpose. Hannah was acting nonchnt, but Sandra knew she had to be seething with jealousy. She just had to be.


    Sandra took a deep breath. She couldn''t rush things, but she couldn''t wait much longer either. She had to find a way to make Lionel despise Hannah for good.


    Hannah hung up and went back to the office.


    "We have a meeting with Hans Temple this afternoon to discuss the case. Who wants to go?" her boss asked.


    Hans. Sandra''s blind date. Remembering the smug tone in Sandra''s voice just now, Hannah raised her hand. "I''ll go. He''s dating a friend of mine. Maybe I can get some information out of him."


    "Perfect!"


    At two o''clock, Hannah, her boss, and a few colleagues arrived at a teahouse. While they waited for Hans, Hannah opened Sandra''s Facebook profile and saved a particrly intimate photo of her and Lionel.


    A few minutester, Hans arrived. Hannah listened quietly as they discussed the case. After about half an hour, Hans excused himself to use the restroom. Hannah exchanged a look with her colleague, and they both followed him out.


    They stood outside the restroom, chatting casually.


    "Hey, is that the guy you were talking about? The one on a date with your friend?" her colleague asked, ncing at Hans as he came out.


    "Yeah. I couldn''t believe it when I saw Mr. Temple. What a coincidence," Hannah said, scrolling through her phone Just the other day, she was cut stargazing with another friend of mine, a guy She twisted her ankle, and he had to carry her."


    "Wow, you can''t see his face, but he looks like a total heartthrob!" her colleague eximed. "Is she keeping Mr. Temple as a backup?"


    As Hans approached, Hannah said loudly, "I don''t know, but these pictures look pretty incriminating."


    "What pictures? Let me see!"


    Before Hannah could react, Hans snatched the phone from her hand. The moment she had heard his footsteps, she had switched to the most scandalous photo, making sure he would get a good look.


    Just as she''d predicted, Hans''s face contorted with rage. "You know her? Who''s the man in the picture?"


    Hannah took her phone back, feigning reluctance. "Mr. Temple, I really can''t say. They''re just friends, but..."


    Her colleague jumped in. "Exactly. We can''t get our friend in trouble. He mighte after her."


    atth


    Hans stared at the photo. Sandra had been so prim and proper with him, but with this other man, she was practically drapet


    Lover b


    The Woods family had sworn she


    was a simple, virtuous woman. They had yed him for a fool.


    He squinted at them. "You''re here because you suspect I was involved in that data theft. Tell you what. You tell me who this man is, and I''ll tell you what you want to know. Deal?"