Chapter 602 The Ultimate Sacrifice For Love (Part Two)

"I didn't expect Becky to be involved in this business. I guess it's true what they say that God works in
mysterious ways to help us. I heard a lot of people investigated this and all of them came up with the
same results," The Black Widow saluted Hannah before tipping the whiskey glass until she consumed
all its contents. As a drinker, she was invincible, so it was easy to down the whole glass of whiskey.
Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she said, "I feel like there's another gang taking action as
well."

"Is that so? Well, I don't care at all," Hannah retorted, sitting up. "I was more worried if the cat's paw
could get away with it. Thanks to Becky, we don't need to worry about it all." A sly smile broke out on
that innocent and beautiful face. "I heard that Molly and Becky are half-sisters. Things are really getting
more interesting now," Black Widow said.

Her statement elicited no reaction. She thought Hannah was an absolute badass, and she was
determined to raise the game. Smiling, Black Widow added, "I also have good news. According to the
Jesuit, Steven will be back soon."

It was indeed good news for Hannah, who smiled brightly as she stood up to leave. "That's good to
hear! And it's a wonderful bonus."

Watching Hannah's departing back, Black Widow wore a satisfied smile. It was a smile that would
make other people shiver.

"Boss, why do you cooperate with that girl?" the bartender asked as he approached Black Widow. He
smirked at his question in a show of contempt for Hannah.

She turned to hand over her glass to the bartender, who refilled it for her. Slowly, she explained,
"Although Mr. Song is no longer in business, he still has the power. And there are still a lot of people
who would follow his lead. If we want to control the whole dark world of A City, we must get rid of his
heir. But don't you worry. We have everything under control." Black Widow was ambitious and it was



her dream to be the leader of the underworld. She raised her eyebrows and brushed her jaw with
fingertips before pressing her lips on his cheek to give him a kiss. "What would Brian do if he finds out
it was Hannah who did this?" she wondered aloud.

Hannah, of course, was clueless about Black Widow's plan. Black Widow was the master, and she was
still a student and would be no match for the master. To her knowledge, everything was under her
control. Once she stepped out of the bar, she called Jenifer right away. "Where are you?" Hannah
asked urgently.

At that moment, Jenifer was in Edgar's garden, which was next to the sitting room. She held a glass of
red wine and looked at Edgar who was sitting on the sofa watching TV. Taking the call, Jenifer heard
Hannah's voice and said, "Hello, Hannah. I'm here at Edgar's house."

"So, have you slept with him?" Hannah asked.

"Not yet. I don't know why. Am I not attractive enough?" Jenifer replied dejectedly.

"You know what? I think you should put something in his drink," Hannah suggested. "Do you need me
to get something strong for him?"

A small smile appeared on Jenifer's face. She thought her friend's suggestion was ridiculous. "He's not
that stupid," she told Hannah. She paused a moment and continued, "Why are you calling me at this
ungodly hour?"

"Have you heard what happened to Addison Long?" Hannah inquired.

"Yes," Jenifer replied, glancing furtively at Edgar. "Edgar has already asked people to investigate that,"
she offered. An expression of contempt crossed her face. "Becky is such a dumb girl. Now, you're
working with her. Do you think she can be trusted?" Jenifer asked worriedly.



A bright smile lit Hannah's face after hearing what Jenifer shared. She loved the joys of spring. Even
Edgar's people didn't know she was responsible and had ruled her out as a suspect. Hannah smiled at
her luck and reminded herself to thank the man. "You wait and see. Brian will soon be mine."

"If you say so. I'll be waiting for your good news," Jenifer said, her eyebrows raised. She remained
skeptical about Brian letting go of Molly to be with Hannah.

"Don't make me wait too long, too, okay? I'm also looking forward to hearing good news from you,"
Hannah replied. They talked for a few more minutes before finally hanging up. Then Hannah drove
back to her house.

When she arrived home, Mr. Song was on the phone. Hannah overheard her grandfather tell the other
person on the line, "How long are you going to stay this time?" He listened as the caller answered.
Then Mr. Song said, "Really? That's good. You used to come here a couple of times, but you never
stayed very long." He smiled a little and added, "I just bought a set of Chinese chess made of jade. I
can't wait to play chess with you when you get here." The person on the other line spoke again. Then
he said, "Okay. I can't wait to see you again." He paused to listen for a bit then said, "All right. I'm going
to bed now. Take care of yourself." Belatedly he added, "Don't work too hard. Goodbye."

Hannah sat beside Mr. Song and inquired, "Grandpa, who was that?" In Mr. Song's eyes, she was still
a little girl. And as his granddaughter, she would always be his favorite.

"That was Wing. She called to tell me she would be coming to A City soon and would be staying for a
while," he shared. It was pleasant news to hear that he would have a guest soon.

"The way you talked to her made me think she is another granddaughter," Hannah complained with a
pout. She was jealous of Wing.



The old man laughed aloud. "If Wing were my granddaughter, I would be thrilled!" he said while looking
at Hannah, who was unhappy. Her grandfather saw her expression and opened up about his feelings.
"Wing is a sweet girl. You are not as sweet as her. You're always out doing business. I want you to
spend more time with me here at home. But, it seems you're too busy. What have you been up to these
days?"

The man was eighty-four years old, but he remained hale and hearty. Of course, he was unlike most
men because he used to lead the underworld of A City. She knew her grandfather had a lot to complain
about her, so Hannah quickly cut him off. "I'm exhausted, Grandpa. I'm going upstairs now to get some
sleep. It's already very late, and you need to rest, too. Goodnight," she said. Before he could say
anything, she quickly headed up the stairs. The old man stared at her back and shook his head
helplessly.

Inside her room, Hannah scrubbed off her make-up while thinking. Then all of a sudden, something
popped in her mind that told her she was destined to win Brian's heart, and she had to take him away
from Molly. With a perfect opportunity right in front of her, Hannah decided to seize it.

Her thoughts put Hannah in a good mood. After removing her make-up, she sat in the bathtub to relax.
There were so many ideas inside her head that she wanted to try something new, and not long after,
Hannah had revised her original plan.

The night passed quickly. Unlike during the past couple of days which had always been cloudy, the sun
finally appeared. It was a beautiful morning, with dappled sunlight turning the serene surroundings
green and gold. There were small pools on the ground from several days of rain. But the scorching sun
quickly dried these and soon enough, people were feeling the discomfort due to a heatwave.


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