Chapter 113
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Kendric'd dark eyes are a little confused. To him, women are always like clothes. Being worn out and thrown away. How did he ever feel heartache about women?
He feel confused in the mind. This little woman has completely messed up his life!
Hannah wakes up with her water eyes slowly opening. And she just see Kendric's eyes.
Kendric's eyes are soft, and Hannah thinks she is dazzled! She rubs her eyes and looks into Kendric's eyes again. Sure enough, Kendric's eyes have no tenderness but only proud and indifferent.
Hannah pats herself in the chest fearfully and thinks, "The tenderness of the movement was just my blinding sight! What would Kendric do besides being conceited and using brute force?"
"Kendric is startled by the sudden opening of Hannah's eyes. He just covers up his emotions and asks coldly, "You are awake? Who was the man last night?"
Hannah fainted yesterday. He just called the emergency medication and left the man on the ground without asking him who he was.
Hannah sighs when she heard the question. What the hell is wrong with this man!
She turns her head away and ignores Kendric. She has nothing to say to such an unreasonable person.
Hannah's attitude makes Kendric feel angry. His big hand and turns her face toward him.
"Speak! Do not test my patience!" Kendric's patience is running out.
"Does this have anything to do with you? Let go!" Hannah glares at him.
"It is none of my business?" Kendric smiles grimly and says, "Do not forget that you are my mistress. A mistress must obey the rules."
Yes, she is his mistress. It is ridiculous to ask for dignity. Hannah thinks she is stupid. Who does she think she is? She is just a mistress!
With her white teeth clenches against her pale lips, Hannah raises her eyes and her voice sounds horribly cold, "Yes, I am just a mistress. I should not have dignity or freedom. I am poor and mean so I deserve to be your booty call. I deserve to be bullied violently by you. It is the greatest blessing of my life to be seen by someone like President George. I should be obedient. You let me go east and I can't go west. If you say it is sunny and I can't say it is raining. Right?"
Kendric's face is slashed by the sharp words of her. He fixes his gaze on Hannah, being shocked by a sense of brainwashing. What is this little woman talking about?
No one has dared to speak to George in that tone since he accepted his estate at the age of 18. Her words were such sharp, irony and unbridled. Besides, it came from a seemingly weak little girl.
The tall and proud man has been looking at her for a while and the corners of his mouth suddenly make a smile. That smile is so cold as is he is evil from the hell.
"Who gives you the guts to talk to me like that, Hannah Wilson? Don't forget, your father, Barry Wilson is still lying on the bed which prepared for him by me. All the drugs and doctors are arranged by me. I do not need to move a finger at all and he will die!"
Kendric' crooked smile is like the devil of hell.
"What do you want?" Hannah quivers, trying to suppress her fears.
Kendric looks down at her, squints his eyes and moves his finger slightly to raises her chin, "You are a smart woman. I mean, you know, from this day on, you must obey my ten rules of Terms of Mistress."
"Terms of Mistress?" Hannah stares at him. Her little face is white and her watery eyes are almost full of mist.
"Rule number one: from today, you quit all your part-time jobs and move to my mansion."
"Rule number two: wherever you go, make sure you report to me first and get my approval."
"Rule number three: never lie to me."
"These three are for the time being, and the other seven will be added soon." Kendric's tone does not allow any objections from Hannah.
Hannah lowers her head. Her long silky hair slid down in her face, blocking her expression. Kendric's heart is softened.
Kendric moves away from her hair, comes close to her beautiful face and whispers in her ear, "Now, tell me, who was the man last night? Is it the man you are obsessed with?"
Man? Blake? Hannah's heart snaps.
Blake has disappeared from her life. Perhaps they will no longer have any intersection.
With a sad smile in her eyes, Hannah says, "No. He is just an ordinary classmate of mine."
Kendric's dark eyes are fixed on Hannah as if to see her heart.
In Hannah's eyes, Kendric sees nothing but indifference. So, she is not lying. Lucien's heart is stangely relaxed.
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The Y City looks particularly beautiful on summer nights. Row by row of tall buildings, busy streets and lanes, lights red wine green, everything seems quiet and comfortable.
The warm, moist evening breeze, with a hint of gardenia aroma, blows in the car window from outside. The Lamborghini is headed to the shantytown where Hannah lives.
"Hannah, I will give you ten minutes to say goodbye to your stepmother and your sister, and then get out right away!" Kendric's tone is too harsh to refuse.
"Ten minutes? I have to pack my things." Hannah looks at Kendric unhappy. Her eyes were blue and purple and she looked miserable.
Kendric is soft, his voice is still cold as ice, "Fifteen minutes. If it is longer than that, I can't sure what will happen."
You tyrant, devil, psycho, megalomaniac! Hannah secretly curses, rolling her eyes at Kendric.
"Hannah, do not forget who you are!" Kendric, noticing Hannah's movements in the rear-view mirror, cautions coldly.
Hannah sighs. Never mind, it is better not to challenge such an unreasonable people.
Kendric pulls a satisfying smile from the corner of his mouth when she sees Hannah not talking and says, "Woman, you'd better to be well behaved."
At the door of Hannah's house, Kendric frowns, "Hannah Wilson, you live here?"
Although Paul had reported to him that the Wilson family lived in low squatter settlements, Kendric had no idea that the environment of the squatter settlements would be so bad. The sewage is everywhere, the garbage is piled up and flies are buzzing around. This can't be a place for people to live!
Hannah, glancing down Kendric's eyes at the squalid, low shantytown, shrugs and smiles, "Where does President George think I should live? In a five-star hotel? Or in a villa at the seaside?"
Kendric's tall body stands out in the slum and his Lamborghini catches the eye of passers-by.
"Aunt Doris, your daughter brought a rich man back!" Outside the door, a fat housewife shouts to Hannah's mother.
Kendric frowns. The stench of the dump passes and he is dying of the smell.
"Hannah, go and say goodbye. I will give you 15 minutes."
His words have not finished and Doris and Eva have come out. Eva seldom comes back and just home today. Hearing Hannah brought a rich man back, she hurries out to look in.
Seeing Lamborghini outside, Eva's eyes are lit up. Next to Lamborghini stands a tall, proud man with a handsome face. The air of a king is around him everywhere. He is- isn't he Kendric George?
Eva is so jealous that she goes crazy in her heart. She calculates everything for herself and is finally beaten by Hannah.
Kendric George has seen her. Will he recognize her? If he does, maybe that night's story will be revealed! If Kendric goes on, it is not hard to know that Hannah is the one slept with him that night!
Eva peers nervously at Kendric.
Hannah has to introduce him to her mother and her sister, "Mom, sister, this is Kendric George. I borrowed money from him for Dad's medication."
Borrowed? Doris sneers. You sold yourself to him! Why is this naughty girl so lucky to meet Kendric George?
Kendric has no taste and such blind to throw her out of the office the other day, but likes this stupid girl!
Kendric does not look at Doris and her daughter at all. He is not interested in this kind of slum women!
With a cold nod, Kendric returns to the car. He is unable to breathe because of the stench of the rubbish heap!
"Hannah, is not that man out there rich?" Doris looks at Hannah with her bright eyes. Unexpectedly, this wench looks like a stubborn girl is so clever to get such a rich man.
"Mom, I just want to pack my things." Hannah heads down to her room. She hates Doris' tone.
"Eva, you are useless! You see, even Hannah can catch rich people. You are prettier than her and you are better than her. Why can't you get along with a rich man?" Doris says.
"Who knows where she gets her luck from?" Eva touches her long hair. The money Kendric gave her last time has been gambled all away by her. Or she will not come back to this slum house!
Leaning obliquely against the door, Eva holds her hands to her chest and looks at Hannah, who was packing, "Are you moving in to live with Kendric?"
"Live with Kendric." Sounds harsh. Hannah bites her lip, feeling a little sad.
If it possible, she would like to be like other ordinary girls, living a normal life. She would not like to be a secret mistress, being used and bullied all day long!
If possible, maybe she can see Jake again. Maybe she will marry him and have a beautiful baby, living a happy life rather than being despised like today!
Seeing Hannah not talking, Eva turns her eyes and comes up with an idea.
"Hannah, can I come and see you often?"
"Of course you can." Hannah is touched. She has not expected that Eva will still miss her.
The phone in her jeans pocket suddenly rings.
"Hello? What's the matter?"
"Hannah, it is 15 minutes! Get out!" Kendric's voice contains anger.
"All right, I see. I'm coming out now." Hannah picks up her bag and walks out the door. Her clothes are few and her bag is not heavy.
"Mom, sister, I am leaving. I will come back to see you again." Hannah says goodbye to them. Looking at the shabby layout of the house, she suddenly feels a little sad.
"Well, go! Do not make the president wait!" Doris hurries to push Hannah toward the door. She does not want to offend the rich man out there. She may need their favor!
As she walks quickly to the car, Hannah looks back at her low house and gets into the car with the bag.
