Dylan smirked, stretching his hand forward for a handshake. Tyler was reluctant at first but had no choice but to shake hands with Dylan for an agreed deal. "This wasn't so hard, was it?" Dylan got to his feet, attempting to leave when he swiftly turned to Tyler and said, "I'm sure you're surprised to know that I've got all this information! Don't try and play smart with me because I'd know." He left the room and met with Rosanna outside. Their walk to the elevator was quiet, but Rosanna was feeling uncomfortable. "You didn't tell me we were coming to meet Dylan," she said. "I thought you knew!" he responded nonchalantly. "I only assumed, and still I wasn't certain because it's surprising that you would want to hold a meeting with him," she muttered as they got into the two-bedroom apartment. "What did you learn from your grandmother, Rosanna? Or did she not teach you something because she hated you?" He inquired, "What do you mean?" Rosanna asked, puzzled. "What was it Mich

"You mean to say you don't trust me? You think I could be a threat to your safety?" Hannah thundered, causing Dylan to narrow his eyes. "I trust you, but I don't trust that you'll keep it to yourself, and I didn't want others to know where I was going," he said and left to have his shower. He hoped that by the time he was back, Hannah would have given up on the matter, but unfortunately, she had only prepared more questions to ask him. "Probably you're right, but I think now that you're back, I deserve to know where you went. I'm your wife, and they should be nothing, not even secrets between us." She said, causing Dylan to nod as he dried his hair with the hair dryer. "What is it you want to know?" Dylan inquired. "What country did you go to? Tell me!" "France." "What business was that? I had to call Lilian at the office, and she informed me that she didn't go with you, and I know you booked two tickets, Dylan. If you didn't go with your assistant to France, who did you go w

At Dylan's mansion, Hannah went down to Natalia's room. "Come in," Natalia said the second she heard a knock on the door. She could tell it was Hannah and not Dylan although she was expecting Dylan to come by to talk but she didn't count on it, knowing that he must be tired after his journey. Just as she expected, Hannah walked in; she seemed upset and worried. "What is it?" Natalia asked, arching her brows as she tried tying her hair up, getting ready for bed. "Oh, I'm fine! Thanks for asking, Natalia!" Hannah said, sarcastically. Natalia sighed, "You know this is not the time for any of your drama. You should be with Dylan; he must be going through a whole lot of pressure and discomfort." "Oh well. We are on the same page on that, but unfortunately, Dylan left after the meeting with my father." "This late?" Natalia asked, confused. "Well, it would also interest you to know that Dylan didn't travel to Australia like he said. He went to France with Rosanna, his ex-girlfriend.