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Hanna finished Liz's closet before walking out and getting in the car.
"Did you finish up Miss. Marin?" Hanna smiles at the driver.
"I did Henry and the last time you drove me around didn't I ask you to call me Hanna." Henry smiles.
"Indeed Hanna you did. Where to next?"
"My client Anita's house then to Mr. Harris's" Hanna says as she looks at her phone. Caleb had been quiet today but she knew she would call him later after everything was finished. He was coming back tonight and she was dying to know how things went with Claudia. Henry looks in his rearview mirror at Hanna. He closes his eyes briefly before reversing out of Ms. Thompson's driveway. He knew Hanna kept looking at her phone but what she didn't realize was that Tristan had asked him to delete all incoming calls from a Montecito number and Henry did as Tristan asked. Henry knew what Tristan was capable of and he was not going to try his patience.
Hanna finished her meeting with Anita and was happy that Anita was thrilled with all Hanna had already achieved. The date was set for July and Hanna gave Anita her appointment time to fit her dress that Hanna was sure would fit her perfectly. Hanna hugs Anita, tells her she will be back in California next month to finalize her ceremony and then walked to the limo. Henry immediately starts moving and taking Hanna to Mr. Harris's house. Hanna gets comfortable in the seat, puts her head back and closes her eyes.
Henry looks back at Hanna wiping the sweat off his forehead before driving to Mr. Harris's house. Henry was expected to bring Hanna back to the office after she finished with Jordan's closet but he didn't know if he could hold out that long. He knew something was going on because that number kept calling. Henry arrives at Jordan's house and parks. He helps Hanna with the large suitcases and pulls them to the door. Hanna tells him she can do the rest. Hanna leaves her phone in the limo before closing the door behind her, walking to the front door and unlocking it. Henry watches Hanna enter and right as the door closes behind her, Hanna's cellphone rings. Henry rests his head against the steering wheel as Hanna's phone stops ringing and rings again. Henry exits the limo again, opens the back door and shuts off Hanna's phone before returning to the driver's seat. With her phone shut off Henry knew he wouldn't feel as guilty. He should have shut off her phone before but then she would have noticed. Henry liked Hanna and he wished she wasn't being used as a pawn. Henry didn't blame Jordan. Henry knew Jordan truly cared about Hanna. Henry could even admit that Jordan loved her. Henry knew everything bad in Jordan's life was because of Tristan. Jordan meeting and marrying CeCe Drake was all thanks to Tristan. CeCe was better than her sister but not by much and Henry didn't like either woman especially for Jordan. Henry moved his hat to cover his eyes and slightly reclined his seat. Henry knew it would take Hanna about two hours which is how long it took her at Liz's so he had time for a nap no matter how restless it was going to be.
Hanna looked around Jordan's house before walking into his bedroom. Every room in this house represented Jordan but she knew his house was missing a female's touch. Someone to make it into a home.
"Maybe that person could be Liz even though Jordan deserves better." Hanna says to herself as she begins her work. Hanna did not like Liz, she has been sure about that since the trip they all took together. She was no different from . . . Hanna was quite sure Liz and Melisa could be the best of friends.
Hanna took off her heels as she moved from bedroom to bedroom putting the suits Jordan never needs to wear again in one room. The other held the suits that would never go out of style. Hanna worked diligently until she heard the beep from the alarm indicating the opening of the front door. Hanna pokes her head out the door before deciding to walk in the direction of the sounds. Hanna sees Jordan put his briefcase on the counter before he turns and their eyes meet. Jordan smiles at Hanna tiredly.
"Hey, you ok?" Hanna asks. Jordan rubs at the back of his neck.
"I will be but someone is stopping by and he definitely stresses me out. Actually, he makes me exceptionally nervous." Jordan says. Hanna walks towards him as she crosses her arms in front of her chest.
"Why is that?" Hanna asks. Jordan opens his fridge and takes out two bottled waters handing one to Hanna.
"Have you ever met someone who made you uncomfortable because you never knew what they would or would not do? The type that would commit murder and miraculously not get arrested?" Jordan asks. Hanna looks at Jordan and the first person that comes to her mind is Wilden. Hanna immediately rubs her arms.
"Yes, I do actually. Someone, exactly like who you described, has a scar from his knee to his thigh . . . a deep one." Hanna says as her eyes get colder. Jordan watches her and sees the anger yet slight fear cross her features. He had to know if she truly knew Tristan. Tristan said he knew Hanna very well and that Hanna knew him. Jordan still hoped that he was bluffing but maybe Tristan wasn't.
"Who is that person and how did he get that scar?" Jordan asks. Hanna's eyes meet his.
"Darren Wilden and I gave it to him. If you need me to produce more scars on scumbags let me know." Hanna says as she winks before turning to walk in the direction of the bedrooms. Jordan smiles and then laughs before shaking his head. Hanna looks over her shoulder and smirks before walking back to his bedroom and continuing to work.
Jordan sits on the couch in the living room before rubbing his temples. He hears Hanna singing some pop song and he smiles before it drops as he hears whistling. Jordan lifts his head and looks at his brother sitting in the chair in front of him. Jordan's eyes narrow. He didn't hear his brother enter and the only place where the alarm will not chime is in CeCe's old bedroom.
"Hello Jordan, it's been awhile." Tristan says as he crosses his ankle over his knee.
"Not long enough Tristan. Why are you here?" Jordan asks.
"To talk to Hanna of course." Tristan says as the doorbell rings. "Oh and I need to introduce you to my wife as well little brother." Tristan says as he gets up and opens the door. Tristan kisses her on the lips before bringing her to a chair. Jordan looks at her for a while. She looks like someone but Jordan couldn't place where he had seen her or the person she looked like. It was bothering him and it would continue to bother him until he knew who it was. Hanna started singing which quickly turned into a hum. The woman looked towards where she was hearing the sound. Jordan watched her and saw as she got up to follow the sound. Tristan smiles as he not only watches Jordan but watches his wife. It was amusing to say the least.
Hanna continued humming as she finally placed the last suit in the closet. She walked around the space making last fixes to the shoes, ties and cuff links.
"Perfect" Hanna says as she slides the massive walk in closets doors behind her.
"I knew it was you. It was that song you like to sing when you work." She says as a startled Hanna turns and holds her heart as she looks at her.
"What are you doing here?" Hanna says and by the tone in her voice she realized it wasn't too friendly.
"Hello Hanna, nice to see you too." She says. Hanna shakes her head.
"It's not" Hanna says her filter, for the moment, being deactivated.
"Excuse me" She says as her eyes narrow. Hanna sighs.
"It's neither nice nor not nice to see me because we both know you don't like me. You don't dislike me as much as Alison but I'm still not a favorite of yours." Hanna says. She laughs.
"You're right. Come join us for a drink." She says. Hanna looks at the time.
"Isn't it too early for a drink?" Hanna asks. She laughs.
"Hanna please. You and your best friends have been drinking since middle school and I'm sure you guys have had afternoon wine before. Now, let's go. You look to be finished anyway." She says with her eyes narrowed before she turns to leave. Hanna grasps her shoe in her hand and for a split second she thought about knocking her out with it but thought better of it. Hanna puts her heels back on before following her out of Jordan's bedroom.
Tristan sees his wife before seeing the gorgeous blonde beauty stop and then quickly turn around to go back into the bedroom. He couldn't deny his brother having good tastes. Their tastes were somewhat similar. His wife asks Jordan where she could find a bottle of wine and ice. Jordan tells her there is no wine here while he continued to look in the direction Tristan's wife came for Hanna.
"There is no wine here my love." She says. Tristan looks at her and smiles.
"Ask Henry to take you dearest. Use my card." Tristan says. She kisses him before walking to the front door.
Hanna's heels echo in the hallway as she walks towards the living room. Hanna smiles at him as he smiles at her.
Tristan's wife looks at Hanna and rolls her eyes as her husband and Hanna hug each other. She slams the door behind her before walking to the limo. Henry jumps as he looks at Tristan's wife. He starts the car before getting out and opening the door for her. He grabs Hanna's phone and knocks on the door. Hanna releases Tristan who kissed her on her cheek to get the door. Henry hands Hanna her phone and Hanna winks at him. He smiles sadly before nodding his head and walking back to the limo. Hanna's eyes narrow slightly before she looks at her phone which was now shut off. The limo drives off before Hanna closes the door and turns to sit on the loveseat.
"I haven't seen you since New Year's! How are you?" Hanna asks. Tristan smiles.
"I've been well love and you? I've been hearing how much your business is flourishing and of course the fact that you now have two additional and exceptionally wealthy clients." Tristan says as Hanna blushes, looking down briefly, before looking back at Tristan.
"I have been doing well. So, I saw the rings so I assume congratulations are in order." Hanna says. Tristan laughs before he is cut off by Jordan. Tristan's eyes grow cold as he looks at his brother who is looking between Tristan and Hanna.
"You two know each other? You know his wife as well?" Jordan asks.
"Since I was in high school and regarding his wife even before then." Hanna says but she didn't miss the look he gave Jordan. Something was wrong. Hanna couldn't place it but she felt that something was off especially with how Jordan was acting. Jordan was nervous but not for him, for her.
"What? How is that possible? What is his name?" Jordan asks. He felt Tristan's eyes on him. He looks at his brother who now had a crazed smile on his face.
"His name is Wren, Wren Kingston." Hanna says. Tristan smiles then laughs before standing. Jordan looks back at him nervously.
"You dropped your first and last name to use your middle name. Hanna doesn't really know who you are does she?" Jordan says and asks before standing in front of his brother.
"No brother, I dear say she doesn't." Tristan says before looking at Hanna. Hanna looks at Tristan and realizes what he just said.
"Brother?" Hanna says as she looks at Jordan. Jordan looks at Hanna.
"Who you know as Wren Kingston is my brother Hanna and his full name is Tristan Wren Kingston Harris. We have different mothers but our father is the same corrupt, evil and thankfully deceased man . . ." Jordan's words are cut off as he falls forward beside the glass table. Hanna watched Jordan's head hit the floor and blood begin to leak from his head.
"What did you do?" Hanna asks as she quickly falls beside Jordan, putting her blazer to his head. Tristan whistles as he stoops down feeling for a pulse.
"He disrespected our father and I couldn't have that, love. Now, help me get him on the couch and then have a seat since now I must treat you the way I treat everyone else. My brother has interrupted our friendly relationship. Damn him for that." Tristan says. Hanna and Tristan get Jordan on the couch. Tristan makes a call and two big men as well as Wilden enter the house. One of the large men hand Tristan a medical bag. Hanna's eyes narrow as she looks at Wilden who looks her over hungrily.
"It has been a while Hanna." Wilden says.
"Not long enough Darren. How's the leg?" Wilden's glare becomes uncharted as he walks towards Hanna ready to slap her.
"David." Tristan says and immediately David stands in front of Hanna with his arms crossed in front of his chest. Wilden looks at David and David looks at Wilden.
"You want her you have to go through me since boss man won't allow you to touch her. Back off man." David says as Wilden looks at him. Darren would get Hanna and he would cause her pain.