Sandra had caused so much trouble, and now she could just walk away without facing any consequences or punishment. That was far too lenient!


    Besides, there was no guarantee that letting Sandra go would make Hannah forgive him.


    At this moment, Lionel was caught in an endless loop, feeling that no matter what he did, it would be wrong, and he couldn''t find a solution.


    He waspletely at a loss for what to do next.


    As he went downstairs, a bold idea suddenly surfaced in his mind.


    He felt conflicted, but perhaps this was a viable option. He just wasn''t sure if that person would actually help him.


    After all, the man despised him and would probably never betray Hannah to side with him.


    But if he didn''t ask for his help, he didn''t know who else to turn to.


    Maybe he should calm down and think it over. There might be a better way.


    The next day, when Samuel woke up, there was a new message on his phone.


    He nced at it, put the phone down, then sat up and picked it up again.


    He read the message carefully, over and over again.


    For a moment, he thought his eyes were ying tricks on him.


    Samuel tapped on the number from the message and dialed it. After a moment, the person on the other end answered.


    Samuel immediately started yelling, "What the hell, did you send me a message this morning? Did you send it to the wrong person? Are you sure you sent that message and your phone wasn''t hacked?


    The person on the other end didn''t hesitate, replying as soon as Samuel finished speaking.


    "Yes, I sent it. I have something very important to discuss with you. I hope you can meet me at the location I sent."


    After hearing this, Samuel fell silent for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.


    He held the phone in front of him, carefully examining the phone number, then switched back to the text message, reading it repeatedly.


    He confirmed that every word meant exactly what he thought it did, that he wasn''t imagining things.


    Only after triple-checking did he speak again.


    "I don''t think you should be meeting with me right now. You should be making an appointment at a psychiatric hospital I know people, I can put some strings to get you an appointment. If you keep acting this crazy, I''m seriously going to tell Hannah!"


    "I''ll say it again, I didn''t send the message to the wrong person. I''m serious. Ineed to ask you for something. I hope we can meet and talk in detail, and I also hope you won''t mention this to Hannab. Once we meet, you understand what want to talk about."


    After saying this, the man on the other end hung up.


    Samuel sat on his bed, stunned for a few seconds. Then he threw back the covers, got out of bed, paced around it a couple of times, and picked up his phone again.


    "Crazy. Truly crazy. I''ve never met anyone so insane. Since you''re this crazy, I definitely have to go see it for myself. I want to see just how far gone you are." After some thought, Samuel decided not to tell Hannah about it for now.


    He changed his clothes, grabbed a pen from the drawer, stuck it in his pocket, and went downstairs.


    "You don''t have work this early in the morning, why are you so dressed up? Where are you off to? Don''t tell me you have a girlfriend?"