Her Seven Little Bodyguards novel Chapter 581

Chapter 585

Kiki pressed relentlessly, "Are there any roles you think I might be cut out for, Miss Greyson? I really want to be in your movie."
Kiki pressed relentlessly, "Are there any roles you think I might be cut out for, Miss Greyson? I really want to be in your movie."

Vania smiled and said kindly, "I'll think of you right away if I do come across any roles like that. I promise."

Kiki's head drooped in disappointment. "Thank you, Miss Greyson."

"You're welcome."

Vania knew better than to keep trouble so close to her, especially when her dear President Luke was a very jealous man and his possessiveness was not meant to be taken lightly. More importantly, there were plenty of other experienced actors in the entertainment industry whom she could hire for her movie, and she really did not need to consider taking on an amateur.

Meanwhile, it wasn't long before Hanson met up with his art teacher, and each thoroughly enjoyed the company of the other. A national design competition was apparently slated for three months from now and it would be a preliminary round for him.

Immediately after the art teacher left, Larry came in and reported, "President Luke, Mr. and Mrs. Kepler have asked to see you."

The Mr. Kepler he mentioned was none other than Benjamin Kepler, Yvonne's father. Upon hearing this, Hanson chuckled and mused, "Huh. They act a lot faster than I thought. When do they want to see me?"

"Mr. Kepler said you can meet them anytime you want," Larry answered dutifully. He didn't like the Keplers at all after hearing what had happened.

"Then I shall meet them now. Go and make the arrangements," Hanson ordered nonchalantly as he browsed through the documents his art teacher had left behind just now.

Just like that, Larry made a reservation at a restaurant, then said to Hanson, "Shall we leave now, President Luke?"

Just like that, Larry made a reservation at a restaurant, then said to Hanson, "Shall we leave now, President Luke?"

It was only then that Hanson put down the materials in his hand reluctantly.

Along the way to the restaurant, he found himself thinking about the various techniques he would incorporate into his artwork.

By the time he arrived at the private dining room in the restaurant, he was greeted by the sight of Benjamin and his wife, Jasmin Hardwick, both of whom had already taken their seats.

Hanson was as impassive as ever as he said stoically, "Mr. and Mrs. Luke."

Benjamin nodded. "Do take a seat," he offered. Generally, Benjamin had a good impression of Hanson, whose accomplishments could not be replicated even though he was so young. In any case, Benjamin was hopeful that a fine man such as him could become his son-in-law. "I haven't seen you for a really long time," he began. "How have you been holding up these days?"

"As fine as I can," Hanson replied curtly, not wanting to dawdle on small talk.

Next to Benjamin, Jasmine stayed silent throughout the conversation, and judging by the stormy look on her face, she was clearly unhappy with Hanson.

Hanson glanced at both of them and cut to the chase. "Did you ask to see me because of what happened with Yvonne?"

"That's right," Jasmine snapped, finally breaking her silence. She glowered at Hanson as she demanded confrontationally, "What did Yvonne ever do to you that's so wrong? Why did you have to hurt her like that?"

The thought that Hanson had asked his men to throw Yvonne out infuriated her to no end. As far as she was concerned, Yvonne was precious, and she could never bring herself to be harsh with her. It was ridiculous and audacious of Hanson to have humiliated her the way he did.

The more she dwelled on this, the angrier she became. She then raised her hand to try and avenge her daughter, but Benjamin quickly stopped her and signaled her not to be impulsive. Then, he turned to Hanson and said, "You know, Hanson. You're a brilliant young man, and we all have high regard for you. If you think about it, Yvonne practically grew up with you, and you know her character well. Besides, both our families run in the same circles; if we were to be united as in-laws, then things would work out for the better."

At once, a grave look flashed in Hanson's eyes as he bit out, "I believe you know I have a girlfriend and children."

Benjamin and Jasmine froze. They had heard about this, but they did not know what the girl looked like or how the kids were being managed. They were well into their middle age right now, and the internet was a vague concept to them, its contents even more so.

When they did not respond, Hanson added pointedly, "I find her character rather questionable as she insists on coming in between me and my family, and this is on the basis that she knows of their existence."