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Worship The Ground You Walk On novel Chapter 60

The atmosphere in the car became a bit awkward because of what Hanna just said. Her eyes were fixed on Ben's face because she didn't know where else she could look.

Hanna didn't know what has got into her. She didn't know why she felt so annoyed and messy.

Ben put one hand on the steering wheel and unbuttoned the button on his neck. Hanna could see his big and tough Adam's apple. His fair hands were manipulating the steering wheel slowly, which looked so sexy.

“Maybe”

The answer was simple, and even Ben wasn't sure if that was final.

Whether they would divorce or not highly depended on their kid.

That was his biggest concern.

Hanna took a deep breath and said with a forced smile, “I was just asking. I know you have a kid, and you should always consider him first.”

“I know” Ben sounded cold. Hanna didn't know how he felt about this.

She didn't know how to express herself to him because her mind was messy, too. She wasn't sure if this was a proper chance to have the chat with Ben, so she stopped talking.

Ben sent her back to the company. Before the car approached the company, they saw from afar that the front door of the company is crowded with people.

Many of those people were reporters carrying various equipment. They turned over and rushed to the car as soon as they saw Hanna was inside.

Hanna squeezed the purse in her hand. She panicked and gasped in desperation.

Her art company was jointly established by her and others. Those people were completely provoked after Claudia sold the company to save the old house of the Evans. The shareholders wanted to withdraw their capital and let Hanna deal with this mess on her own.

Hanna had been afraid of going to the company in the past few days, but Ben was here with her today.

The Crawford Group had the intention to make up for her loss, but the damage had already been done. The company is at risk now. Maybe their amendments would end up in vain.

Public opinion was fierce. As soon as the news spread out, Hanna's name was all over Twitter. Journalists rushed to interview and report her art company.

She sat in the car, frowning, looking so anxious.

“Do you need me to come?” Ben whispered to her with his husky voice. Hanna looked aside and their gazes collided with each other.

She stared at him and found his eyes were as deep as an ancient deep pool. They were so unpredictable and distant. She thought for a while, shook her head, and said, “No, I can do this on my own.”

As she spoke, she got out of the car.

As soon as she got out of the car, she was surrounded by countless reporters. They kept pointing microphones at him and ask all kinds of questions. They were like vampires craving blood.

“Miss Lewis, rumors had it that you sold your company for the old house of the Evans. It looked like you did it for your friend, but you have done it for someone you love, is that so?”

“Could that be a confirmation of your rumor with Mr. Crawford? It was said he's going through a divorce recently, does that has anything to do with you?”

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