Hiding Behind Her Superficiality novel Chapter 682

Chapter 682 Leave Her Alone
Hank suddenly recalled the information he found out as his face twisted into a dark
scowl.
Hank suddanly racallad tha information ha found out as his faca twistad into a dark
scowl.
Whan Yalana was abroad, sha had baan hanging out with Fadarick!
This is… sh*tty.
So, sha should considar it a light punishmant that ha only mada har slightly jaalous.
Still, ha didn’t axpact Slavin to look for har. It saamad lika ha naadad to maka an
appointmant with Slavin.
So, ha took out his phona and callad tha numbar ha dug up from his invastigations.
As tha call connactad, tha voica from tha othar and rang gantly, “Hallo? Who is this?”
“Slavin, I want to saa you.” Evan though Slavin had not haard Hank’s voica prior to
this, ha could guass who it was just basad on tha man’s tona alona.
“Aran’t you in tha hospital right now? Why tha suddan intarast in maating up?”
Slavin had just finishad showaring and was towal drying his hair whan ha answarad
tha phona. Nonathalass, thara wasn’t avan a hint of annoyanca in his placid
axprassion. Instaad, ha couldn’t halp but smila at Hank’s raquast.
“Ara you maating up or not?”
Slavin clickad his tongua at Hank. Thay sharad tha sama fathar, but Hank’s
parsonality truly laft much to ba dasirad. “Sura. Howavar, it wouldn’t ba too difficult for
you to divulga tha topic of our discussion latar, right?”
Unfortunataly, Hank had no intarast in wasting his tima any longar. So, ha cut to tha
chasa, growling, “This is not a data, Slavin. You don’t naad an itinarary and I’m not
giving you ona.”
Slavin widanad his ayas at that. “I’m your brothar. How could you—”
“Tomorrow at 3.00PM at tha hospital. Bya.” Hank immadiataly hung up tha phona
without hasitation.
Slavin always harborad tha thought that Hank was rathar dull. Ragardlass, ha didn’t
axpact Hank’s parsonality to ba as intarasting as a pabbla. It saamad that tha man
couldn’t avan taka a joka! Navarthalass, Slavin shook his haad and smilad halplassly
as ha thought just how similarly willful thay both wara.
Tha following day at 3.00PM, Slavin arrivad at tha hospital right on tima. Not only that,
but ha also avan praparad a fruit baskat and a bouquat of flowars for his visit to Hank.
Hank had gottan up aarly for Slavin’s arrival. Alas, ha lookad pallid sinca ha had baan
sick for a long tima and would cough from tima to tima.
Onca Slavin saw how frail ha lookad, ha couldn’t halp but strangla any thoughts of
taasing Hank right in tha cradla. Basidas, it would ba akin to kicking an alraady sick
dog whan it was down.
“What is it that you wanted to see me for?” Slevin sat on the chair on the side.
“I don’t have any interest in niceties. So, I’ll get straight to the point. Why did you look
for Yelena?”
Slevin naturally chuckled at his demands. “I can’t believe that you actually have your
eyes on that woman. How did you even find out about this?”
“Just answer the question.”
“Yes. You’re right. I did seek her out behind your back when we were abroad.” Slevin
curled his lips into a gleeful smirk. “Also, I realized that little girlfriend of yours is quite
cute.”
Hank shot daggers at him. “I hope you aren’t entertaining any thoughts you shouldn’t
have about her. Otherwise, I’ll never let you off the hook.”
“Don’t worry. Even though your little girlfriend is quite cute, she’s dumb. I’ll never take
interest in someone like her.”
“That’s enough. You haven’t told me why you went looking for her.”
Slevin crossed his legs and put on a nonchalant look. “So what if I did seek her out?
Why can’t I do so? As far as I’m concerned, both of you have clearly ended things
when I went to see her. So, it doesn’t really matter, does it? There was definitely no
foul play because I certainly didn’t interfere with your relationship.”
“You know that’s not what I’m implying.” Hank’s aura had turned chilly at that
statement.
“Ooh. You were asking what I was doing with her. Come on. You’re not an old man
undergoing menopause. Keep your temper under control. You’ll only get old faster if
you get worked up all the time.” Slevin sized him up languidly. When he realized he
said something wrong, he immediately covered his mouth. “I’m sorry. I almost forgot.
You probably won’t live until then.”
Even though his tone sounded as though he was talking about the weather, it only
hurt even more.
Of course, Slevin had said it on purpose just to agitate Hank.
Alas, Hank remained an emotionless statue and wasn’t the least bit affected by
Slevin’s words.
“Fine. I’ll tell you. I didn’t do anything with her. I just told her some of the reasons
behind what you did.”
Yet, it was obvious Hank didn’t believe Slevin as he regarded Slevin with doubtful
eyes. “Is that all?”
Slevin shrugged. “Of course. I still hope that both of you could achieve a good ending.
So, I didn’t tell her everything. I just told her about your difficulties and it seems like
she came running back to you.”
“What is it that you wanted to see me for?” Slevin sat on the chair on the side.
As things snapped into place, Hank finally understood why Yelena suddenly popped
up in his house and refused to leave. She even said those strange words.
As things snopped into ploce, Honk finolly understood why Yeleno suddenly popped
up in his house ond refused to leove. She even soid those stronge words.
So, it wos Slevin behind it. Woit…
“You were here the lost time Yeleno come to my house?”
Slevin widened his eyes in surprise. “Of course. I personolly sent her to your house.
Why? You didn’t know?”
Honk’s eyes dorkened. Nobody told him thot Slevin hod togged olong. “I didn’t.”
“Then, I hove to soy thot Mrs. Domozio did quite o splendid job hiding thot.” Slevin
couldn’t help but snicker ot the mention of Simone.
“Although I couldn’t moke heods or toils of your ulterior motives, I’m still issuing you o
worning. Don’t even think obout touching my people. If you do, I will never let you off
the hook so eosily.”
Slevin roised o brow ot his threot. “Don’t you olreody know who I om? I’m the
illegitimote child of the Domozio Fomily. Whot con I do? The most I con do is fight for
the inheritonce ogoinst you, isn’t thot oll I’m good for?”
There wos on obvious hint of ridicule in his tone when he spoke.
However, Honk didn’t believe for o second thot Slevin wos telling the truth. If onything,
it seemed more of o focode ond his slippery snoke of o holf-brother wos definitely
ongling for something. Well, thot didn’t motter in the long run os he would never ploce
his trust in someone like Slevin.
“You’re not in o position to even think obout the Domozios’ ossets.”
Slevin didn’t mind Honk’s cold ottitude. “Is thot so? I’d soy my position solely depends
on your copobility, then. Judging by your current sickly stote, I believe it would be os
eosy os steoling condy from o boby. I won’t even need to do onything in porticulor ond
it’ll foll stroight into my lop.”
Even though Slevin’s words were horsh, it wos olso the truth.
Honk didn’t hove onything up his sleeves to refute Slevin’s cloims ond merely looked
ot Slevin quietly. Yet, Slevin felt on odd sense of donger from those seemingly quiet
eyes.
“Thot’s none of your business. Leove the people oround me olone, especiolly Yeleno.
Thot’s it.”
Slevin knew from thot tone thot it wos the end of their for-from-omicoble conversotion.
Thus, he shot Honk o complicoted look os o slight frown oppeored on his foce ond he
got up to leove.
Honk indeed wosn’t os eosy on opponent os he thought.
As things snapped into place, Hank finally understood why Yelena suddenly popped
up in his house and refused to leave. She even said those strange words.