Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 289

My question seemed to catch Hannah off guard as she turned to me, asking in return, "You didn't

know?"

"Hmm!" I nodded, "I don't remember asking. You said you were here because of my parents'

arrangement, I assumed it was Bennett's doing. I trust him, so naturally, I trust you! No need for further

questions."

Hannah chuckled mischievously, "And now you're asking?"

"By curiosity!" I didn't hide my thoughts, "With such impressive skills, you can't be just an ordinary

person! How would my parents know someone like you?"

"Yes, I work for Mr. Richardson!" Hannah replied confidently, "For 8 years!"

"Oh wow!" I exclaimed, thinking to myself, I've been away from Ronan for twelve years, but this girl has

been working for him for 8 years. Somehow, it felt odd that during the years I lost, she had always been

there.

"That long?" I commented, a little late on the uptake. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

"Yes, I was assigned to him right after my special training ended!" She disclosed my curiosity without

any hesitation, and it sounded so grand.

Just the term 'special training' sounded cool, especially coming from a woman like her.

"Working in his company?" I was genuinely surprised, looking at her enviously, "May I ask your age

then?"

"I turned 26 this year." Hannah answered straightforwardly, without any hint of evasion, "To be precise,

I follow his orders as a part of his special team, not just the company!"

My appetite suddenly faded. This was too enviable, being able to be by his side, knowing all his

secrets, "You...do you know about him..." I found myself unable to continue, after all, Ronan was a man

of secrets. I didn't know if Hannah knew about Bennett's hidden identity.

Seeming to understand my thoughts, Hannah directly answered the question I was about to ask, "I'm

his off-the-books team member."

I asked in confusion, "What does that mean?"

She pondered a moment, as if thinking about how to answer my question, then smiled and said

seriously, "That means I am part of his entourage, but my identity is not publicly disclosed."

I understood at once, looking at her and confirming seriously, "So, ordinary people don't know you

exist, but you are under his secret command, right?"

She looked at me and nodded in satisfaction, "Smart! That's exactly it!"

Something struck me, and I looked at Hannah and asked, "Then you must know, how did he get

injured?"

Hannah's expression faltered, seemingly surprised by my question.

I hurriedly said, "You don't have to answer!"

Then I pretended to be calm and continued to eat my meal, but I was extremely curious inside,

anxiously waiting for Hannah's reaction.

I guessed this might be a sensitive topic or a special no-go zone for them, with certain secrets involved.

Otherwise, I remembered when I asked Logan, he simply avoided answering. But I think Logan must

know the details.

Sure enough, Hannah pondered for quite a while before looking at me, a hint of difficulty in her eyes.

I quickly reassured her, "Never mind, pretend I didn't ask, I...I was just curious."

Seeing me say this, Hannah seemed a bit embarrassed and quickly explained, "I can't go into specifics,

but I know he was injured while saving a friend. He was badly hurt, face even unrecognizable.

Afterwards, he became as you see him now!"

Hannah's explanation was very general, but I was still very satisfied.

She continued, "Afterwards, the higher-ups had no choice but to play along, giving him a new identity, a

complete makeover! Almost no one knew his original identity, but you're an exception."

"Oh..." I listened, shocked, what kind of comrade required him to sacrifice himself so? I didn't dare to

ask.

I knew I couldn't show too much interest, after all, they have their own rules. Since they keep this

matter confidential, there must be a reason for it.