He slowly pronounced these three words, as if seeing an old friend after many years, but there was a hint of strangeness in his voice.
At first glance, it didn't seem like he was here to reminisce about old times, but rather as if he was here to seek revenge.
Hannah tapped on Golden Lotus, who was sound asleep in her light brain, to pull up the data of the man in front of her.
There were only two simple words in his profile—Hayes Edwards.
The lack of introduction meant that in the original plot, this man only appeared as a backdrop and did not participate in advancing the plot.
With that, Hannah was deep in thought, her eyes calm as a lake.
She reached out her hand and initiated the conversation, "In that case, let's get reacquainted. I'm Hannah Winter."
Hayes Edwards looked down at the hand extended in front of him.
That hand was neat and clean, it looked like it had never done any heavy work before, as delicate and smooth as if it had just been soaked in milk.
