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The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never by Gilbert Soysal

Chapter 1751
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His smile was constant, a mirror to the eerie grin of the rabbit mask.

Even without it, Hannah would have instantly recognized the unsettling similarity between Quentin's smile and the mask's grin.

"For now, let's keep a low profile.

You can't afford another exposure of your current identity.

Leviathan's eyes burned with madness.

"I'm sick of hiding.

I want her dead! I want her dead now!" Quentin crossed his legs.

"Well, there's little I can do.

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The authorities are closing in ontoo.

I'm not looking for trouble.

Leviathan's stare intensified.

"You dare defy me?" Quentin shrugged, his smile unwavering.

"Boss, remember, we're the ones who got you out.

The Dark Web is under Hannah's control now, and all your plans were only possible because of our support.

Are you really considering cutting us loose now that you think you don't need us anymore?" he questioned.

In the dimly lit room, the air was thick with tension for what felt like an eternity.

Leviathan slouched in the office chair.

He finally appeared to relent, gesturing feebly at Quentin.

"Go, and tell them to seize the opportunity to eliminate Hannah.

Once she's gone, I'll disclose everything you wish to know.

Quentin's smile turned genuine.

"Understood, boss.

Following her return from the island, Hannah's days passed without incident.

's BunnyBookery Everything remained tranquil and uneventful.

Even Edwin kept his distance, and the White Group prospered.

However, Hannah felt increasingly suffocated after spending several days at the White family's estate.

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She had neither contacted Bryson nor heard from him since his return to Valmere.

It wasn't just Bryson; she hadn't received any news from Maloney either.

A sense of foreboding grew within her.

One early morning, she sat on the garden swing, gently rocking back and forth.

Eventually, she resolved to call Grace, hoping to subtly learn more about Bryson. "My brother?" Grace sounded taken aback by Hannah's inquiry.

"He mentioned yesterday he had business with the company and m would be tied up with a friend for a few days. He won't be returning soon.

I was planning to call you and invite terhe you to lunch after he got back, but it looks like you beatto it. "Wadt!" Hannah's anxiety intensified.

"Do you know where they went?" "I'm not sure.

He never discusses his business dealings with me,” Grace answered, her tone reflecting her curiosity.

"Is something wrong, Hannah?"

"No," Hannah said, her voice steady, aimed at keeping the girl from m panicking over events that hadn't occurred. "I just need to reach him for something.