Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me

Chapter 422 The Lovestruck Benefactor Is Right in Front of Her

Hank didn't seem surprised. "Also, you can just tell your father to fire the project manager related to this collaboration."

The truth had already come out as soon as he said that.

Still, Yelena couldn't help her curiosity and asked, "But I want to know how you managed to catch the culprit!"

Elspeth was beside her and she couldn't hold her giggle upon hearing Yelena's words.

Yelena turned her head and glanced at Elspeth. Seeing that she was trying not to laugh, she couldn't help but ask, "Why are you laughing? Do you know something too?"

"I'd better leave it to Hank to tell you."

Elspeth didn't want to be the one to leak the secret.

Hank only grew calmer as he announced, "This is a secret."

"Urgh! Can we even still hang out together? Both of you are keeping it from me!" Yelena lowered her head and poked the piece of salmon on the plate fiercely with her fork.

I'm going to cover you in holes!

"Alright, alright. Since this matter has been perfectly resolved, why don't we drink some wine to celebrate?" Elspeth pointed at the bottle of white wine beside her.

Half an hour passed after that. She fell into deep thought while she looked at the flushed Yelena who was drinking.

Was I too careless when I said that earlier? I don't even know whether that was the right decision to make.

Yelena seemed to have gotten drunk the same way back then.

However, the man they were sitting with was still clear-headed after taking only two sips of the white wine.

While Yelena jumped here and there on the side, Elspeth and Hank sat there facing each other like no one else was around.

"I sure was surprised to learn of your identity, Mr. Damazio." Elspeth let out a small smile that didn't reach her eyes.

"Likewise, Miss Lynwood. You even have several identities," Hank replied in a similar tone.

She remained calm and composed. "Still, that is nothing compared to you, Mr. Damazio. I had to use my most elite system to find out your identity. The young master of StoneY Group, hmm? That's one hell of a hole card."

overdo it. He still appeared modest and was a sight for sore eyes.

didn't you say it outright just now, Miss Lynwood?"

"Whatever

are a frank and sincere person, Miss Lynwood.

her gratitude for

greatly affect his plan

didn't seem surprised. "Also, you can just tell your father to

laugh. He asked, "But I must say, I am curious—why help me instead of Max Winthrop?"

there shouldn't be any dispute between Max

Hank had a feeling that there was more than meets the eye.

lowered her gaze to look at Yelena who was lying on the floor, exhausted from behaving like a madwoman.

something that disappointed me." A pained look appeared in her eyes when

However, she found out that the truth was

ago, Max had already had relatively close communication with

her never ceased even during the period of silent treatment between Max and Yelena that lasted for about

wasn't the only one responsible for that, he did play a part in it.

to do the deed with Max and climb up the social

that, Max took

friends, but she couldn't bear seeing Yelena continue to date a man like

from the ever-changing expression on Elspeth's

by silence, he chuckled and asked in a low voice, "So you would rather have Yelena

responded by shaking her head. Her gaze had turned sharp and probing once again.

good person. I will

appearance. In fact, he was another level above Max. Although Hank was decent in every way, Elspeth still wasn't completely sure about him. After all, he

are Yelena's best friend. I won't let you

lying sprawled on the table, he had a doting and loving glint in his eyes. "Yelena Sullivan… I swear I'll make

She finally couldn't help but ask the question

would like to know how you

about why Hank would suddenly be so deeply in love

said without hesitation, "I fell for her three years ago when she first got

him. There was no exciting prelude to the love he felt at first sight. It was

over when

Yelena, but she didn't think it would

he's a fan of Yelena?