Hannah cringed.


    How had she never realized what a smooth talker this kid could be?


    "I''m craving a spicy noodle bowl from one of those food trucks. Go get one for me.”


    "You got it!" Samuel pushed the door open, then leaned back in before closing it. “Hannah, I''d get you a spicy noodle bowl, I''d even kidnap the chef and have him cook it for you right here if you asked."


    "Get out of here! That''s called kidnapping!"


    Samuel chuckled and went on his way.


    He was so thrilled today because he never expected James to actually call the police and have Lionel arrested.


    Seeing the look of utter defeat on Lionel''s face was a sight he could never get tired of. He wished he could see it again, hoping the idiot would keep making foolish mistakes and keep getting thrown in jail.


    Hannah sat in the car, checking her phone for thetest news online.


    It''s no wonder people said everyone in Hyro was a citizen journalist.


    Lionel being arrested... every moment from his arrival at the station to his departure was "coincidentally" caught on camera by passersby.


    Even the incident of him pping someone outside hispany building had been dug up.


    Citizen journalists provided the gossip, the inte provided the tform, and in this digital age, everyone got to enjoy the show.


    Hannah clicked on the video of Lionel pping the man. She didn''t know what kind of device the person filming had used, but the quality was crystal clear and you could even make out some of the dialogue


    At first, Hannah listened to Lionel and James'' exchange with a nk expression, but


    as the conversation continued, her face gradually darkened.


    "He''s really good at painting himself.


    as the hero, isn''t he? Saying things like that, telling James to call the police, Anyone who didn''t know better would think I put him up to it.


    Sova Prison.


    The video of Lionel pping the man went viral. After work, Quennel took his tablet and walked into Sandra''s cell.


    Sandra, who had been beaten nearly to death, was now bandaged up and recovering with daily medication.


    Quennel had said there was no fun in killing someone outright. It was better to let their injuries heal so the beatings could continue.


    Hearing this, a chill went down Sandra''s spine. The man before her was a true demon.


    If she ever got out of this prison alive, she would find Hannah and tell her everything she''d endured.


    She had to make Hannah see what kind of monster Quennel truly was.


    "What are you doing here again!" Sandra struggled to look up at Quennel, her words forced through clenched teeth. “Don''t tell me you''re here to gloat again about how you tipped off Lionel, and he still hasn''te for me?"


    "Why don''t you guess?"


    "I don''t want to guess. I know exactly what kind of person Lionel is. Even if you told


    him exactly where I am, he wouldn''te. Just stop wasting your breath."


    "Well, you might be in for a disappointment today." Quennel held the tablet out to her. "I''m here to show you some news."