Hope It's Not Too Late to Love novel Chapter 401

Chapter 405

And here I am, thinking how tenacious her mind is, but she lost her guts when Hanson just said something casually, Vania thought.

Despite that train of thought, she said indifferently, "Earlier, you said that you're the only one who knows the antidote, but now you claim that you don't know anything. There's no consistency in your statements, and it looks like you really need a quiet place all to your lonesome to recall things carefully."

Hanson wrapped an arm over Vania's shoulders as he agreed with her. "You're right, dear. It just so happens that I have many ways to help people recover their memory. Let's see which method is working the best."

His tone was light, but it sent a chill down Melanie's spine. She started trembling in fear and felt that the temperature around her had suddenly dropped a few degrees.

"I'm Morales and Morgan's mother. Aren't you afraid that they'll hate you in the future if you insult me like this?"

At the crucial moment, this was the only shield she could use, but the children were not at the scene, so this shield didn't seem to be working.

"If Morales and Morgan find out about this in the future, they'll definitely praise me for doing the right thing." Every word Hanson said was like a sharp spear, breaking apart her shield.


In an instant, she lost all confidence. "No, that won't happen. You're lying to yourself and others." After that, she shouted hysterically, "The world will abandon you if you treat the mother of your children this way!"

"When did the opinions of others ever matter to me?"

The world had no right to criticize him and how he dealt with matters. Hanson had always been superior to others. He was akin to an icy god who was destined to be the center of attention and the subject of everyone's admiration.

By now, Melanie had utterly lost all of her arrogance. "No, you can't do this to me. The antidote is still in my hands."

Vania giggled lightly. "Look, honey. Isn't she recalling something already? It seems like your method is working very well. Of course, we have to execute it quickly," she said seductively, just like an alluring succubus.

Hanson gazed at her adoringly like a foolish king who would do anything to dote and pamper his evil queen. "Sure. There are so many ways to do this, and we'll do it whichever way you like."

They sounded like they were playing the wheel of fortune, and Vania chuckled like a villain. "Okay, this is a good idea indeed. However…"

She tapped on her chin thoughtfully and appeared as though she had encountered a problem.

"Just tell me any request that you have." Hanson waved his arm, and it was clear that he had offered Melanie as a plaything for his evil queen.

Melanie felt incredibly humiliated when she saw the scene before her and how they treated her like air. What do they take me for? An entertainment tool for Vania? One fine day, I'm going to let her have a taste of what it's like to be played by others!

On the other hand, Vania seemed to have recalled what was missing and glanced around the dark cell, saying in a sorry tone, "The environment here is so bad. How is this fitting to Miss Greyson's status? We should pick a better place that aligns with her status and works better to help her recover her memory."

Hanson nodded dispassionately and gestured at the door nonchalantly. The next second, a few men dressed neatly in black marched in and acknowledged Hanson with a polite nod before heading toward Melanie.

When she saw them coming, she was so afraid that she staggered backward and widened her eyes in fear. "D-Don't touch me."

The men in black had looks of disgust on their faces, as though their hands would be soiled if they touched her. It was just that they had no other option now but to do their jobs.