Pay For Lovely Me

Chapter 32 Distrust

When Celia heard the word "home", the expression on her face changed slightly.

Jim noticed it carefully. He coughed and explained with a smile, "Miss Celia, Mr. Hans said that you

haven't fully recovered. He asked me to go to the domestic company to find a girl who is simple and

diligent. On the one hand, she can take care of your daily life. On the other hand, she can talk with you

to relieve your boredom. Cassie just graduated from high school. Although she has no work

experience, I have asked her to try it yesterday and taught her how to use those appliances. You can

rest assured, Miss Celia."

''Why does Hans hire a nanny? Isn't it enough for him to monitor me by Jim?'

This conjecture flashed through Celia's mind, but she didn't show it on her face.

She looked at Cassie up and down carefully and found that this girl was good-looking, with timid but

crystal clear eyes. Celia couldn't help smiling and saying, "Thank you in advance."

"Miss Celia, it's my pleasure. I will take good care of you."

Cassie was a little excited and at a loss. She didn't expect that a woman living in such a villa would be

so kind.

Celia turned to Jim and asked, "Jim, what's the phone number of Hans?"

Jim was stunned. He seemed to be hesitating whether he should tell her or not. Celia explained slowly,

"Don't worry. I just want to say thanks to him. I won't disturb him."

Hans hadn't shown up in the past two days, but she didn't care about it either. There was no emotion

but only transaction between them. They had nothing to do with each other.

If possible, she wished he would never appear. But at this moment, she didn't know why she had such

an idea to make a call to express her gratitude to him.

Or maybe she wanted to know from him whether he had hired this girl to spy on her.

No matter what the reason was, she didn't hate the girl who had clear eyes. Perhaps he really found

her a companion.

Hearing her words, Jim blushed and told her the phone number awkwardly. Celia didn't avoid them and

dialed the number. Hans had called her that afternoon, but she had deleted the record angrily at that

time, so she had to ask Jim for the number now.

A few seconds later, in a low and lazy voice, Hans answered the phone, "Celia, do you miss me

again?"

At this moment, Hans had just finished dealing with an important matter. His slender body leaned

slightly against the back of the chair, and he was sipping tea while his big palm with clear knuckles was

gently holding a purple sand cup. He had Celia's number on his phone, and when he saw that it was

her calling, a trace of surprise flashed through his heart, and then he sneered.

Celia frowned slightly, but she didn't lose her temper. She pursed her lips and said indifferently, "Thank This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

you, Hans."

"For what?"

The person on the other end of the phone asked in confusion.

Hearing the imperceptible confusion in his words, Celia chuckled and teased, "Thank you for finding

me a companion. My wound hasn't healed yet, and no one is cooking for me. Maybe I will starved to

death."

Although she was out of the hospital, the scald on her hands were very serious. Now she was in the

healing period and her hands could not get wet.

"Ha ha, how can I let you starve to death? I'm busy with the company affairs these two days and I didn't

go to see you. I'll go home and have dinner with you tonight."

There was a knock on the door and Hans spoke gently, "Come in." The door of the office opened and

Tom came in.

The man's bright laughter pierced through her ear. Celia's heart trembled slightly. His tone seemed to

be talking to a lover, but he emphasized the two words "accompany you" a little bit, which implied

something else. Thinking of this, she could not help but blush. She remembered what happened that

night.

"Go ahead with your work. I have to hang up."

"Be good at home. I'll go back after work."

In fact, what she wanted to say was that he didn't need to send someone to monitor her, but when the

phone was connected and she heard his low and lazy voice, she changed what she wanted to say.

"Boss, that man has met with Emily yesterday. The result is very good."

Seeing that Hans had hung up the phone, Tom reported with a smile. He was slightly stunned by

Hans's tone when he answered the phone just now.

If he hadn't known that Hans wanted revenge, he would have thought that Hans had a crush on Celia.

The smile at the corners of Hans's mouth, evil and attractive, was imperceptibly gentle, which was the

expression he would have when he faced Lina.

With a smile on his lips, Hans closed the phone cover with his slender fingers and remarked lightly,

"Well done. Let him finish the task in ten days."

Tom nodded. When he was about to say something, Hans's phone rang again. It was from Allen. With

a slight frown on his face, Hans answered the phone indifferently, "Hans, I've found some clues. I'll

send you the photo later and you can confirm if it's Martin or not. If it's really him, we'll discuss how to

deal with him."

Hearing the calm voice of Allen, an overwhelming cruelty surged in the deep eyes of Hans. Something

was waking up in his heart, and he seemed to hear the sound of the knife piercing into his heart. The

face of Tom, who was beside Hans, changed slightly, and his fists unconsciously tightened.

"Find more clues. I'm on my way."

It seemed that Hans was suppressing something, and his voice was extremely low and deep.

"Okay!"

"Tom, I have to go to the place where Allen is now. Inform the staff that the meeting time is changed to

tomorrow."

An hour later, Hans and Allen sat in front of the computer and looked at the photo that Allen had

brought. It was a man with a beard. His hair was grey, but his eyes were ferocious and vicious.

Hans's face turned from gloomy to pale.

Even after twenty years, he could still recognize the man who stabbed him. Back then, this man raped

his mother, causing her to become mentally silly. The cruelty in Hans's eyes seemed to tear the person

on the computer screen into pieces.

Seeing his tensed body, a hint of worry flashed across Allen's face. He patted Hans on the shoulder

and said gently, "Hans, I've investigated many people and found out that he has been hiding himself

very well. Although he is abroad, his family is at home. It's just that he has divorced his wife, and we

can't find out where they are for the time being..."

Hans pursed his lips. There were endless darkness in his eyes. After a long silence, he continued,

"Keep investigating. No matter what happens, we must find out his family. Besides, we need to find out

where he is as soon as possible."

Martin!

Hans swore to himself that he would cut this man into pieces to avenge himself.

"Well, don't worry. I will find out where he is. As long as I find him, I believe that no one else can

escape. Your revenge is the revenge for all of us."

Allen said in a deep and firm tone, with a strong brotherhood between his words, like a warm stream

sweeping through Hans's heart. The stiff body of Hans softened a little, and he nodded slightly, "Allen,

please ask our men to be careful and not to act rashly for the time being. Since Martin has such a high

status, he must have got what it took. We can't deal with him in the way just like dealing with Ned. We

have to come up another plan."

"Yes, you are right."

Allen told him something about Martin. Of course, he needed to know more about the enemy if he

wanted to deal with him.

Pursing his lips and squinting his eyes, Hans had come up with an idea.

"Ah, Hans Pei, what are you doing?"

When Celia was working on the computer, the door was pushed open violently. The tall body of Hans

came over angrily. Before she could react, he had already grabbed her from the chair, rudely threw her

onto the bed, and then pressed her down like a mountain.

The bloodthirsty aura filled the whole room. He was like a ferocious beast, tearing her apart...

When Hans finished, Celia had no strength at all.

Looking at the torn clothes on the ground, Celia couldn't tell whether she was sad or angry. From the

beginning to the end, the only thing she could feel was the destructive cruelty emitted from Hans.

There was no mercy at all. There was only body tearing ravage and bone devouring hatred.

She didn't understand why he hated her so much. Although he mocked her on the phone this morning,

his emotion was not like this.