Chapter 1009: Chapter 1009 Devoted Love
So one could never guess their true intentions.
After all, someone like Hannah would be too good for George River.
However, Jimmy Simmons’s happiness was short-lived, as he soon received a phone call.
It was from the police station.
They said two people had confessed to him hiring a hitman to commit murder.
Recalling what Arnold Simmons had said before he left, Jimmy Simmons cursed under his breath, "Two idiots."
It was bad enough that they botched the job, but then they had the audacity to rat him out.
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George River, in order to reach an agreement with Jimmy Simmons, chose to submit to his grandfather.
His former pride was completely suppressed by himself, just like when he first entered the River Clan.
Striving to be an absolutely qualified heir of the River Family.
Old Sir River was initially worried whether this was a new trick by George River, but after observing for a while and seeing that he truly reformed and even stopped meddling in Prideful Entertainment’s affairs, he gradually ceded power.
This winter, Old Sir River’s health began to decline significantly, spending most of his time indoors, with specialized traditional Chinese medicine practitioners responsible for his diet and health.
Even outsiders who received the news speculated that Old Sir River might not have much longer to live, and the River Family would sooner or later fall into George River’s hands.
Once the rumor spread, the big bosses who previously looked down on George River all turned around to court his favor.
George River still met with people for business as he had before, his every day filled with appointments, striving to be the perfect heir in Old Sir River’s eyes.
But only he knew that when the night was deep and quiet, he would go stand silently outside a certain hotel for a while.
Looking up at a particular room, doing nothing but smoking a cigarette, and only leaving after the cigarette had burned out.
At midnight, Hannah had just finished promoting a movie and returned to her hotel room.
Ginny was sitting on the windowsill, and as soon as she saw Hannah, her tail wouldn’t stop wagging, and she blurted out eagerly, "Master, he came again tonight, so lovesick."
Hannah kicked off her shoes casually to the side, and collapsed lazily onto the sofa with her eyes closed, her voice tired, "I know."
Ginny jumped down from the windowsill, took the blanket in her mouth, and dragged it with difficulty over Hannah. Finally, panting, she sat on the armrest of the sofa, looking down at her master’s face.
Shaking her head.
With makeup not even removed, the whole endeavor had caused her eyeliner and lipstick to smudge, yet she still looked so beautiful. With upturned eyes, even with them closed, she seemed to bear lingering affection.
No wonder that man would stand waiting foolishly downstairs every night.
Ginny thought, if it had a human body, would it also be as beautiful as her master?
While thinking this, it suddenly realized an important question.
Was it male or female?
The familiar question—before Ginny could come to an understanding, the room door was suddenly knocked from outside.
It was a very rhythmic knocking sound that scared Ginny to the point its fur stood on end.
Seeing that her master showed no signs of waking, Ginny ran and hid in fright.
Half a minute later, still without any response from inside, Jack Stewart took out the spare key.
It was his habit as Hannah’s agent to keep it in case something happened to her in her room, worrying about her makeup damaging her skin or fearful that she’d forget to cover herself with the blanket and catch a cold.
He was carefree about himself yet always meticulous about her.
But this time...
Jack Stewart withdrew the key and dialed his assistant’s number, "Come to Hannah’s room."
Soon after, a hurried young woman arrived and took the key from Jack Stewart’s hand.
