Trap

Hana was looking through the city from the restaurant.

"Hello, Miss Hana." A middle-aged man approached her. He had a rather gentle face, but she could sense that underneath that suit were muscular arms. "I apologize for making you wait."

"It's fine. I just love to come thirty minutes early." Hana smiled. "You're not late either."

"Ahaha." The middle-aged man's smile became awkward. Even though he wasn't late, he still made Hana wait for fifteen minutes. "Please allow me to introduce myself formally. I am Damian Heshton. I'm currently the director of Releson Medical Center."

The middle-aged man couldn't help but feel a bit pressured both by Hana and her bodyguards.

Hana actually came with two bodyguards, considering the Heshton family could harm her if she brought any less. Each bodyguard was actually a Tier 8. Both of them looked like they had been nurtured by her grandfather.