Yelena immediately sensed something suspicious.
"Why do I feel like there's something sinister behind those words?" she remarked.
The man shrugged, wearing a somewhat resigned expression.
"I know it does sound a bit malicious, and perhaps a tad too blunt."
"In that case, maybe we shouldn't get to know each other," Yelena commented while rising from her seat, ready to go to another "battlefield."
After all, she had no idea where conversing with the man in front of her might lead her.
"Why not get to know each other? Don't you want to hear about Hank?"
The man’s voice remained soft, but it seemed to have struck her soul, leaving her momentarily stunned.
"About whom did you say?"
"Hank," he repeated.
Yelena lost her composure in an instant.When she looked up, she had tears welling in her eyes.
"What do you know about him? And how did you find out about our relationship?"
The man appeared slightly surprised.He had initially thought the young lady before him would be easy to deceive, but it turned out she could ask such probing questions.
Yelena continued to stare at him as if trying to bore a hole through his face.She was certain they didn't know each other at all.But if they were strangers, how could he know about her relationship with Hank so clearly? "I know things about him, but there's no hurry to share that with you.I can take my time," the man replied with an unusually composed smile.
"As for how I know about the two of you, you can take your time and make a guess." Yelena despised riddles the most. She lost all interest upon hearing his words.
"Forget it, if you don't want to say it. Honestly, I don't really want to know."
After saying that, she unhesitatingly left this place.But before she could take more than a few steps, the man behind her languidly spoke up.
"Don't you care about whether he is alive or not? I think he is on the verge of dying." Yelena swiftly turned around.
"What do you know? Tell me now."
The man glanced around and shook his head.
"This isn't the best place to talk about something like this."
Grabbing her bag, Yelena took a deep breath and approached him.
"Then tell me what's a good place for us to have a conversation.I'll go with you."
The man put on a satisfied smile.
"I knew you wouldn't refuse me.Let's go, then."
Just like that, Yelena had ended up leaving with someone else the second Federick took his eyes off her! She had initially planned to sit with the man at a cafe, but the man insisted that there wasn't enough privacy at cafes.
At last, he brought her to his villa.
"Why does it have to be a private place?" Yelena asked, perplexed.
She kept thinking that the man had an ulterior motive.
However, he simply shrugged, completely unconcerned.
"I just prefer a secluded environment, that's all."
There wasn't anything Yelena could do about this situation.
After all, she couldn't possibly force him to comply when she was the one seeking information from him.So, reluctantly, she followed him back to his villa.
His villa was located far up in the mountains.
Yelena was already prone to motion sickness, but the winding and bumpy mountain roads only made her nauseous.
"I wouldn't have expected you to get car sick."
The man pitied the pitiful-looking woman.
Yelena forcefully suppressed the urge to vomit and gripped the door handle tightly.
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