It was as if Hank was trying to drag her into his own bones and blood.
It gave her an illusion that she seemed to be very important to him.
Remembering the words he heard outside Hank's study, Sara's heart suddenly felt a little stuffy. She said softly, "I'm a little scared, but fortunately... why are you here?"
Hank let go of her slightly. The cabin door had been closed. The pilot was on the helicopter, pretending not to have any feelings for her, but in fact, he had been listening to Hank's gossip with his ears propped.
"This is Master Hank's gossip! It's rare to hear for the first time in my life!"
Hank snorted. "Do you really think they're from the Selmy family?"
He said coldly, "Those people in the Selmy family want Alex to die outside and try their best to hide it from Commander Selmy. Mamond. He doesn't know anything about Mamond at all."
When Sara saw Hank, she already knew who these people were. She asked in confusion, "Then why do you want to use the name of the Selmy family?"
"..." Hank paused for a while and then said indifferently, "Yes, I do."
Sara was speechless. "Then you're really too self-willed," she thought.
"As for the others..."
"Don't worry." Hank was a little lazy. "It's nothing. Good girl, let uncle hold you for a while."
Sara nodded obediently and allowed Hank to carry her. The muscles on the man's chest were very hard, and hugging her tightly like this wasn't comfortable at all. However, it gave Sara an indescribable sense of security. It was as if as long as this person was by her side, no matter if it was a mountain of blades, a sea of fire, or hell, there was no need to fear.
Because he would block all the storms and support her in a greenhouse where she could grow without worries.
Alex looked down at the apple in his hand, and his eyes narrowed slightly. He was thinking about the man who held Sara in his arms and boarded the helicopter.
Was that... the uncle that Sara had been talking about all this time?
He took a bite of the apple on his hand with no expression on his face, and the lifesaver was already urging him, "Mr. Selmy..."
"It's coming."
He placed the apple he had taken a bite on the windowsill. His eyes, which looked a little gentle, had a hint of fierceness in them.
When he walked out of the yard, he suddenly said, "There are still three people in the room, take them with you."
The helicopter flew directly from Mamond back to Jena City. Sara fell asleep on the helicopter. Hank wrapped her wet body in a windbreaker and got off the helicopter with her in his arms.
It was also raining in Jena City. The wind was very heavy. Sara frowned uncomfortably and arched in Hank's arms. She buried her face, like a furry animal.
It would take some time before they arrived at the Reminisland. Hank let Sara lie on her legs with one hand on her cheek and the other holding a document. He said calmly as he drove, "Zayn has called to ask for forgiveness on behalf of the other party. He said he would write a plan book again."
Hank grunted in agreement.
Bella estimated that Hank should be in a good mood at this time, so he said, "When it comes to Alfred, he still has some eyes, because many people teased him to go to the president of the company because of Chadrick. However, he was scolded as a soft- footed shrimp and didn't even go there. He was quite disciplined."
Hank sneered and said, "If he had gone, he wouldn't have been able to sit on that chair."
Bella said, "Alfred knows how to be a man, but he doesn't know how to teach his son."
Hank pinched Sara's cheeks and asked slowly, "How's the meeting going?"
Bella said, "Those people are all corpse for a vegetarian meal. If you leave, they won't be able to figure out anything." Then he paused and said, "Master, I've heard a piece of news. I don't know if it's true or not."
Hank closed the folder in his hand and put it aside. He pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "Tell me."
Bella whispered, "You said Mr. Stuart intended to marry your daughter to you."
"..." Hank raised his eyes. "Is Vincenzo crazy? His oldest daughter is only 19 years old this year."
Bella couldn't help saying, "But she is one year older than Miss Martin."
Hank stared at him coldly.
Bella coughed hurriedly and said, "Mr. Stuart has to be promoted to the middle recently. His relationship has been well- arranged. But there is a very tricky competitor. It is said that you like another man more. Even Mr. Stuart's father, Mr. Stuart, can't do anything about it. Mr. Stuart, you are out of your mind. I don't know where you came up with this idea that you want his daughter to have a scandal with you. For your sake, your position will definitely be given to Mr. Stuart."
After listening to the cause and effect, Hank sneered.
He wondered why Vincenzo was so arrogant and dared to marry his daughter to him. It turned out that he planned to do so.
He sneered and said, "You're counting on me."
Bella also felt that Vincenzo was crazy.
It was no different from plotting against Master Hank. Moreover, in this way, another competitor of Mr. Stuart would definitely hate Master Hank. Although Master Hank didn't care, he wouldn't allow himself to be used as a stepping stone even if it was just about his reputation.
Hank said lightly, "We don't need to care about this matter now. Just tell His Excellency about it and find out who gave Vincenzo this idea. He doesn't have the guts to do it."
He answered in a plain tone.
They arrived at the city and stopped the train for no reason. Sara finally woke up and rubbed her eyes with sleepy eyes. Hank coaxed her in a low voice, "Good girl, go to sleep."
Sara gave a long "hmm" and said, "No...
I want to take a bath."
She got a little wet in the rain, and she would catch a cold if she didn't take a shower.
Hank had originally planned to get Aunt Dovlin or Aunt Lyons to bathe her, but she insisted on it, so Hank did not say anything.
Sara took a hot bath and finally came to life. When she came out, she was poured with a bowl of ginger soup. Aunt Dovlin cooked a small bowl of wine for her. After eating, she had a warm stomach and felt very comfortable. Finally, she got rid of Mamond's coldness.
Aunt Dovlin, holding Sara, sighed and said, "I said I wouldn't let you go. I don't know if Mamond's place is cursed. There is a plague and a flood. Look at you. You almost encountered a landslide after going there!"
Aunt Lyons also followed and said, "Yes, don't go to Mamond again in the future! Are you scared this time?"
Sara felt a warmth in her heart and said, "I'm a little scared, but uncle came to save me, so I'm not afraid anymore. I won't go there in the future. Don't worry."
She looked at the time. It was already six o'clock in the morning, so Aunt Dovlin and the others must have stayed up all night.
Sara urged them and said, "Let's go to rest for a while, and I'll also go to sleep for a while."
The two of them stopped and Sara went to sleep.
When she went back to the bedroom, Hank had already taken a shower and was studying her one-meter-long little Dinosaur.
Sara asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"
Hank put the little Dinosaur aside and said, "I'm wondering why you would like it when it looks so strange."