95: What No One Could Imagine**

Chapter 95: What No One Could Imagine**

As Hanna retreated, Oliver and Gantz entered the annex.

“Where is the housekeeper, Lory?” Oliver asked, looking around shrewdly.

“She’s already in her room, sleeping,” Hanna said, apprehensive. “How do you know it's me?” she questioned as the men showed caution.

“Shall we talk in a more private place, Miss Hanna?” Oliver asked with a mysterious tone, and Hanna pressed her lips together, feeling threatened.

“What do you want? I still have to go to the mansion now.”

Oliver shook his head.

“No, you don’t need to. I know very well what happened between you and Morgan. Do you think this is right?” he asked impartially.

“Fine,” she sighed, anxious. “Let's talk in a more private place. There’s an office downstairs,” she said, crossing the large room and heading for a door near the stairs. Walking down a corridor, she reached the second door among the various ones there. They entered the office, where the furniture was still covered with white sheets.

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