Overflowing Hidden Feelings: This CEO Is Hard to Please!
Chapter 1148 - 1148 Being beautiful is also a kind of sin 4

Chapter 1148: Being beautiful is also a kind of sin 4 Chapter 1148: Being beautiful is also a kind of sin 4 “Jonathan Robinson, give me the photos!” Grayson Thomas said coldly to Jonathan Robinson.

Jonathan Robinson was still in so much pain that cold sweat was breaking out, and the driver was supporting him by his side.

“Grayson Thomas, don’t get addicted to meddling in other people’s affairs. Hannah Garcia has nothing to do with you. Do you really have to go against the entire Robinson Family just for her?” Jonathan Robinson angrily retorted, feeling both embarrassed and infuriated.

Grayson Thomas let out a cold snort, “I’m only confronting you. If you have to drag the Robinson Family into this, it’s not my problem.”

“Don’t play dumb with me. I represent the Robinson Family. Going against me is going against our entire family,” Jonathan Robinson yelled furiously.

“I want the photos!” Grayson Thomas couldn’t be bothered to argue over such matters, certain that Jonathan Robinson didn’t have the capability to inherit the family business.

“You’re asking for your life, not the photos!” Jonathan Robinson had also steeled his heart—he had suffered so much, why should he give anything to him?

Grayson Thomas then lifted his leg and said to Jonathan Robinson, “Since there are no photos, then don’t blame me for not being polite to you!”

Dealing with Jonathan Robinson, he could easily take care of him even while carrying Hannah Garcia.

At that moment, there was no need for Grayson Thomas to make a move—the bodyguard started punching and kicking Jonathan Robinson, and of course, the driver did not escape the beatings either.

Amidst Jonathan Robinson’s wailing, the bodyguard searched his pockets and found the microcomputer containing the nude photos of Hannah Garcia.

“Get out the antidote!” Grayson Thomas demanded again.

This time, before Jonathan Robinson could speak, the driver immediately said, “There’s no antidote. Just spray some water on Miss Garcia and let her rest for a couple of hours, and she should be almost well.”

After speaking, the driver went back to assist his Young Master, who by now had been beaten to a bruised and swollen state.

Grayson Thomas, holding Hannah Garcia’s body, walked straight to her bodyguard’s car. Hannah Garcia tried to forcefully pull on Grayson Thomas’s arm, but her hand couldn’t even lift, and she could only let him place her on the back seat.

He then took a mineral water bottle from the back seat, opened it, and sprinkled some on Hannah Garcia’s body, and also a bit on her face.

During this, Hannah Garcia, though weak, could feel the gentle touch of Grayson Thomas’s fingers brushing against her skin…

After doing this, Grayson Thomas didn’t look at Hannah Garcia again but simply said to the bodyguard, “Take good care of your Miss.”

Having said that, Grayson Thomas turned and walked towards his own car without looking back.

Watching Grayson Thomas’s retreating figure through the car window, Hannah Garcia felt an indescribable mix of joy and sorrow.

Every time she faced trouble or danger, it was he who appeared.

But after rescuing her from peril each time, he still remained distant, as if they weren’t that familiar with each other.

“Missy, the BOSS wants to see you. If you’re feeling up to it, I’ll take you to him; if not, I’ll ask him for instructions,” the bodyguard said, looking straight at Hannah Garcia.

Without a second thought, Hannah Garcia immediately replied, “I’ll go see your BOSS.”

She had no idea what Jolson wanted with her.

At that moment,

Hannah Garcia was also very eager to see Jolson. She wanted to talk to him again, to see if there was any way to find her sister. If possible, she was willing to do anything.

Lost in thought, Hannah Garcia unexpectedly fell asleep in the car, and it was the bodyguard who woke her up when they arrived.

They had now reached the entrance to Jolson’s villa.

When Hannah Garcia walked in, Jolson was still standing in the empty house, his unusually pale skin dizzying to behold under the light.