Novel & Cerita Hank X Tricky

“Since you’re under the impression that Zachary tricked you, you should confront him. Hank, do you think you’re a big shot? What is Zachary’s identity? How would he have the time to pay attention to someone insignificant like you? “If he’d put effort into tricking you, that would have been a waste of time. In fact, there are issues with your ability. You’re always busy publicly displaying your affection for Jessica, and that’s why there’s trouble with your work. Haha, that’s not surprising.” Hank scoffed. “If Zachary wants to trick me, he can just do it with one call. He won’t need to dirty his hands.” “Whatever. If you have the guts, go and confront Zachary. I’m not Zachary, and I know noth

“Amelie is incredible, as usual. The babies aren’t babies anymore. 15 months already!” “Wow, time sure flies,” Hank replied, then turned to me. “You must be Zander. I’m Dr. Hanken, Hank for short.” “Nice to meet you, Hank,” I replied. “So, you’re the baby brother that Nathan has been bragging about at poker,” Hank chuckled. “Hopefully, you're not as cutthroat at cards as he is.” “No, sir. I have a horrible poker face,” I advised. “Good, I’m tired of losing my money to a Michaels,” Hank laughed.

Cecilia replied cautiously and politely. "Well, glad to hear that!" Hank laughed cheerfully, then he turned to Sean, his gaze suddenly becoming uneasy. "M-Mr. Lakeworth, about the incident with the crystal sculpture last time— " "Last time, you inadvertently did me a favor, so I kind of owe you one." Sean naturally understood what Hank was referring to. In hindsight, that crystal sculpture had helped him out in a way. "Oh no, I've done nothing of the sort. I'm glad that you like it!" Hank replied with sincere humility, secretly feeling ecstatic.

"Pathetic. I planned to kill him and have Brielle for myself anyway. I just wish I had done it sooner." “I’m going to kill you!” Zarin growled. “Let’s see you try after I slash your throat,” Hank snarled. His claws came flying toward Zarin’s face, but Zarin stopped them with one hand despite the force. Hank’s brows furrowed. The more force he applied, the lower Zarin pushed his hand down. “I’ve always let you bully me for a reason. It was a decision I made for myself… however, the moment you touched Jerik, that was the day you started triggering me, Hank.”

“What do you really think, Hank?” Ella squeaks in protest, her head spinning to stare at her mate. “You can’t possibly disbelieve a word that boy said, Dominic!” Sinclair laughs, turning to his wife. “I didn’t say what I thought, Ella,” he says, grinning at her. “I’m just asking Hank for his professional opinion.” “It’s not a professional opinion,” Hank murmurs, still studying the door, “I’m a doctor not a…I don’t know. Whatever kind of person is in charge of interrogating people who were raised in violent cults.”

Esme caressed Hank’s head and said, “With her gone, you could retrieve your money. I could even help you rebuild your business!” She was applying the hallucinogen that she stole from Peter onto Hank’s hair. This drug could take away a person’s rationality, and thus make it very easy to provoke them to do unspeakably horrible things. The last time she used this drug was when she made Fia push her off the River Fane bridge. Holding his son, Hank had never felt so much regret before. He knew right away that this boy was indeed his flesh-and-blood the moment he saw his daughter!

"Oh? This beastman keeps saying he made the potion, so why doesn't he recognize his own work? It's not poison—it's a truth serum." Hank's face revealed a flash of guilt, and he fought back even harder. Rowena's steps faltered. She had a feeling she was about to uncover some truths she did not want to face. After Hank was made to drink the truth potion, he tried to keep his mouth shut, but he could not help spilling all the bad things he had done over the years. His eyes wild, Hank yelled, "So what if I took James's potion? Even with all his talent, he's just someone I stepped on to climb the ladder!"

After Haick was done with presenting the works, he said, "If you are interested, you can take a look at Reed's other works. She is used to the old version so she hasn't updated to the latest version." "My Trish probably uses the old version as well." At this time, Hannah couldn't sit still any longer. She looked at Trish as she spoke but the guilty look in Trish's eyes had completely betrayed her. Hannah seemed to have realized something. Hearing Hannah's words, Haick said calmly, "Sorry, Trish and I are related. I had advised her to admit her mistake but she was stubborn. This morning, I specifically confirmed which version she's been using in recent days and she admitted that she had been

"You're doing this on purpose! If you don't have it, just say so! What's the point in messing with us?" Hank shrugged. "It's kinda funny. Don't you think?" "Has anyone ever told you that you're unbelievably annoying, especially with that smug face?" Madison shot back. Hank's smirk hardened. "Say that again, I dare you!" "Oh, I'll say it! You're an arrogant jerk! You're petty and pathetic!" Hank's smile disappeared. "You want the truth? Not only do I have the professor's contact, but I also know where he is right now. But I'm not telling you. What are you gonna do about it?"