Sandra frowned slightly, eyeing Quennel with suspicion. She couldn''t figure out what new game he was ying.


    But Quennel just smiled back at her, saying nothing. His smile was terrifying.


    Sandra took the tablet and watched the video of Lionel pping a man. She listened to their conversation and then saw him being put into a police car.


    She didn''t quite understand what was going on.


    "Look at thements below."


    Sandra did as he said. After reading a few, she pieced together that Lionel''s public assault was likely for Hannah''s sake.


    "What''s your point in showing me this?" Sandra ced the tablet on the table, her face hardening into a sneer. "Are you trying to tell me that Lionel really cares about Hannah now?"


    "That he''ll defend her even if someone says one bad thing about her? Even if it means doing something so beneath him?"


    Quennel crossed his arms, leaning back in his chair and looking down at her.


    “I''m actually curious. Did Lionel ever do anything that crazy for you?”


    If he had, then pping someone was hardly a big deal.


    "Just this?"


    "Yes."


    Sandra scoffed.


    "pping someone? What''s that? Lionel did far crazier things for me in the past!"


    This piqued Quennel''s interest.


    "Tell me. What kind of things did Lionel do for you?"


    Perhaps it was because she had been bullied and humiliated by his arrogant demeanor for so long.


    But now, with him suddenly showing interest and asking her these questions, a flicker of pride ignited within her.


    Sandra took a few deep breaths, paused for a moment, and then began to speak.


    "Once, Lionel and I were out for a barbecue, and the grill was too hot. He kicked it over on the spot, had his men beat up the owner, and shut down hi restaurant. All because its unsafe setup had ''endangered'' me."


    “Another time, I was shopping and a little kid bumped into me. Lionel had the mall


    manager ban the child and his entire family from the premises."


    "The most ridiculous time was when


    I was craving a dessert from a specific shop, but the owner and his family had gone on vacation. Lionel sent his people to bring him back, just to make it for me at my home."


    As she recounted these stories, a look of smug satisfaction spread across Sandra''s face.


    But soon, it soured into resentment.


    She used to live like that, but now, because of Hannah, her life was in ruins.


    That damned Hannah had destroyed everything.


    She used to take that life for granted, seeing it as just the way things were. Now, the more she remembered, the more precious it seemed, and the more painful the memory became. ''


    A pang of grief hit Sandra, and tears of hatred welled up in her eyes.


    "Compared to what you''ve just described, Lionel pping someone is nothing at all."


    Quennel stated this tly, then stood up and left.