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Chapter 172 All Men Are Equally Bad



Chapter 172 All Men Are Equally Bad

Chapter 172 All Men Are Equally Bad

Theodore Wold promised Janet Burke and stood up to leave.

He should admit it.

He was a pot-stirrer, always looking for a chance to stir up trouble.

Seeing a quarrel or fight could be one of his favorite things, especially one involving Oscar Wells.

He wanted Hannah to understand that Oscar was pretty popular with the ladies as well.

Oscar suddenly called to Theodore, who had already stood up.

And Janet had joyfully sat next to Oscar Wells.

Oscar Wells's abrupt voice made her face go an ugly green.

"Help me to the washroom," said Oscar.

Theodore Wold simply stared at him.

'Is Oscar worrying about Hannah?'

'How could he be so afraid of Hannah?'

'You should let her realize your peculiar charm.'

Theodore thought to himself.

He bent over to help up Oscar Wells.

Oscar's hand was resting on a cane due to the fracture.

Then they left together.

Janet stared after him, gritting her teeth. And then she hurried up to catch up with him.

Hannah chose to ignore what she had saw, with her lips pressed.

"Your husband and his admirer go away together!" Susan just found no action of Hannah, after long

waiting. So she reminded Hannah with her stressed words.

"I did see." Hannah focused on the catwalk.

"So, that's it?" Susan almost blew a fuse, for Hannah could be so calm.

If she were Hannah, she would have fought with Janet.

"Which gowns do you like? I'm gonna buy some for you." asked Hannah.

"What?" Susan was obviously distracted.

"Choose one as your wedding dress, It's a gift."

"Really?"Susan Phillips was excited.

She was so indignant one second, but all the anger was forgotten the next.

There probably was no one more heedless and heartless than her.

"Yes."

Susan asked expectantly, "May I have them all?"

Every one of these gowns was her favorite.

She wanted all of them.

Hannah looked at her in silence.

Susan did not show any politeness towards her purse.

"May I?" Susan repeated her request.

Hannah nodded reluctantly.

Celina's couture gowns were limited editions. God knows how expensive those would be.

"Then could you please cover my future husband's tailcoat?" demanded Susan.

Hearing these words, Hannah realized she should not have mentioned it.

She was too thick-skinned to be embarrassed.

At that moment, Hannah glimpsed Henry Parker.

He had been maintaining a gentle smile. The moment he felt himself being gazed at, he turned back to

Hannah and showed a friendly smile.

Without the chance of rebirth, she would not have known Henry's bad intentions when he approached

Susan.

Hannah averted her gaze to the catwalk.

She was distracted, wondering if Oscar had simply followed Janet out of the auction.

She found it was still early. Normally, the final lot would be presented later.

Hannah got up and walked toward the washroom.

Charles Sawyer trailed behind her after she left.

He had been observing every move they made this evening.

He did not dare to do anything hasty because he had suffered so much from Hannah before. However,

he could also find that there was something mystifying about Oscar and Hannah.

Hannah went towards the washroom.

So, as she knows, all men are equally bad.

She stared at the shiny bathroom door silently, seeing Oscar and Janet standing close together.

Janet was pulling Oscar's suit and he was against the wall. She leaned against him, revealing their

intimacy.

Janet was moving near Oscar's lips.

From the angle of Hannah, it was hard for her to figure out whether they kissed or not.

She suddenly recalled that the two were so intimate back then when Janet came to visit Oscar in the

ward. They might have kissed like this if she hadn't abruptly interrupted them.

And she thought if she hadn't interrupted them the last time, perhaps Janet would not become so

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Hannah was not frightened by Janet's act. However, the less trouble, the better.

She comforted herself in the same way.

So she turned, ready to leave.

In any case, it was just a marriage of convenience. As she was leaving, she noticed Oscar's gaze on

Janet averted to her, which frightened her.

How could his derailment make her feel guilty? Who should be sorry? !

She gritted her teeth, trying to avoid paying attention to him. But out of the corner of her eye, she saw

Charles Sawyer standing not far away.

She could imagine Charles gloating if she just left like this.

Then he would think her marriage to Oscar was miserable.

Hannah did not mind that someone would look down on her and Oscar's marriage. Nevertheless, never

could she accept that Charles Sawyer belittled her on this point.

So, she decided to walk over to Oscar.

Oscar's eyes flickered, seeing Hannah stop behind Janet.

"Do you want me to pull you, or do you want to leave my husband by yourself." said Hannah.

Janet was back to Hannah. When she heard Hannah's voice, she showed an ugly look.

She knew it was Hannah from Oscar's reaction.

Only Hannah could excite Oscar's emotions.

"It seems that you need my help."

She reached out and yanked Janet away from Oscar Wells.

Her strength forced Janet to back away. Janet soon strove to get close to Oscar again.

"I advise you not to." Next came the voice of Theodore Wold.

Actually, Theodore was there all the time, a few inches away, making space for them.

Janet gnashed her teeth, with her fists clenched.

Hannah glanced at her, and gazed at Oscar's face and then his lips.

His perfect lips were sexy and charming.

Not to mention Janet, who adores him, would be desperate to kiss him. She, not loving him, also

needed to fight the impulse to kiss him when staring at his lips.

A beautiful man could, indeed, impress all women with his glamour.

But how could he be blamed for his perfect face?

She suddenly reached out to touch his lips.

Hannah found it surprising that this aggressive man's lips were so soft as she touched them.


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