Chapter 411


    Chapter 411 Do You Dislike Me?


    Inevitably, Elspeth was ufortable letting Yelena see Hank alone. After her strong request, Yelena


    agreed to bring her along to his office since thepany happened to be extremely close to her house.


    Yelena noticed that few people were working in the vast workspace and could not help but wonder.


    "Why is it crickets here?"


    "Probably because there''s nothing to do."


    Elspeth''s sarcasm was interrupted by Hank, who entered the room. He wore a huge and dazzling


    smile, asking, "Why are both of you here?"


    "I''m here to apany her, in case you have any ill will, stranger." Elspeth was prepared to defend


    Yelena.


    Amused by her words, he replied as his brows twitched slightly. "All right, then. Come on in." He invited


    thedies to have a seat on his couch. "Please exin what''s going on. I''m all ears," he stated tly.


    Yelena frowned as she thought about what had happened at home. "My brother told me two days ago


    that there had been a little ident at ourpany. He only let me know the details after I annoyed


    him. He imed that the Littles are attempting to frame ourpany to get us to breach the contract.


    We must not only pay huge liquidated damages but also face legal action."


    She sighed numerous times when she recalled the crisis. Meanwhile, Hank merely grinned and said


    nothing.


    "Don''t just smile. Say something! What should I do?" Yelena was now as nervous as an ant on a hot


    pot, and his smile only served to fuel the fire.


    "It''s pointless for you to be anxious about this," he stated.


    Instantaneously, she jumped to her feet and screamed at him, "Well, I am, and your nonchnce gets


    on my nerve!"


    Hank took a hesitant step forward and ced his hands on her shoulders tofort her. Then, he


    uttered quietly, "Okay. Now, rx. I didn''t say I wouldn''t help you. I''m just saying I can handle this


    situation without your excessive worry."


    "Do you mean you''re going to help me?" Yelena''s fury had evaporated without a trace.


    "Yes, like I told you over the phone earlier, I''ll assist you." He smiled sympathetically as he offered her a


    teacup, adding, "Rx. You shouldn''t be agitated all the time. Anger makes you age quicker because it


    elerates the formation of wrinkles."


    Hearing that, she was ashamed as she held the teacup, unsure what to do.


    "I can assist you with this situation right away."


    His statement soothed her, and her eyes widened in excitement. "Really?"


    "There is, however, one condition. You agreed toe to my office and help me with some tasks.


    When can you start?" he asked.


    She quickly stopped drinking the tea, seized the dishcloth on the table, and acted like a servant when


    she heard his question. "Mr. Damazio, I am always at your service. Please let me know if you require


    any assistance."


    Hank could not help but be captivated by herrge eyes, which were as innocuous as puppies but with


    a twinkle of slyness. His voice tinged with mystery as he beamed. "Your first task is to have some tea


    with me."


    Suddenly, Elspeth felt like a third wheel in the room. What is wrong with them?


    He noticed her unease and remarked, "The issue has been resolved. Miss Lynwood, do you require


    any other assistance?"


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    He''s insinuating that I leave.


    Elspeth focused her attention on his lovely features. Thus far, he appeared to be innocent, which


    eventually watered down her suspicion. "Okay. I''ll get going if there''s nothing else." She rose to her


    feet, poised and pleasant.


    "I''ll see youter." Hank is overjoyed to see her go since he was eager to spend time alone with


    Yelena.


    "I have something to say, Mr. Damazio," Elspeth piped up, her eyes gleaming like needles.


    "Go ahead, Miss Lynwood."


    "Yelena is na?ve, so I hope you don''t take advantage of her. If you do, I wille to fight you."


    He smiled softly at Elspeth, who was lovely yet cunning. "Don''t worry. You won''t have to do that."


    "Cool." Only then did she feel at ease enough to go.


    …


    At Winthrop Group, Jasmine had been worried that Callum would be displeased because of the forty


    million, so she kept a close eye on him as he approached his office. "Callum, I noticed you were a little


    unhappy when you signed the contract earlier," she expressed enthusiastically, taking modest steps


    behind him.


    "No, you''re overthinking things." He strode forward in quick steps, showing no sign of stopping for her.


    "Forty million is a bit much… How about I inform my father to pay the money?" She was concerned that


    this would tarnish her image in Callum''s eyes.


    Will the fact that I abruptly give up on objecting earlier at the cafe make Callum think that I, too, am a


    materialistic woman? No, I must not demolish the image I had created. While I''m aware that my dad


    would be furious, that''s still forty million! Doesn''t a project only cost a few tens of million?


    "It''s fine." Callum''s voice was gentle and calm with no shift in emotion.


    "Don''t be angry, Callum. I know it''s my fault. I shouldn''t have allowed you to spend this much—"


    Jasmine wanted to continue speaking when she was interrupted. "Enough. As I''ve said, this has


    nothing to do with you." His strong voice was tinged with rage.


    Hence, she had no choice but to y her trump card. "Callum, I know you dislike me, but if you


    genuinely feel unhappy with me, then we can…"


    She had yet to finish her sentence when he came to a halt. He turned back, his face no longer tinged


    with anger but with a more integrated smile that appeared abruptly. "You''re being silly again."