Hannah laughed as she led Natasha toward her own desk. There was a significantly smaller one next to it which looked a little miserable inside the office.
“This is the workspace that I’ve prepared for you. From now on, let’s work in here together,” Hannah said with a smile.
“You’re so nice to me.”
Natasha was moved. The notion of leaving her life of assassinating others behind to learn from Hannah and become a real assistant to her did cross her mind.
“Alright, enough of this. I’ve already spoken to Mr. Dijon on your behalf. He’s happy to hear that you would be rejoining us and has also approved our leave. Come on, let’s go pack your things.”
Hannah dangled the bunch of keys that the company had given to her in front of Natasha before she took her by the hand and led her outside.
With the arrangements Fabian made beforehand, they got Natasha’s things sorted out with relative ease. As neither of them had been to the living space the company had assigned, they actually spent way more time trying to locate it.
They finally made it to the unit after no small amount of effort. It was not particularly spacious, with just one room and living room, but adequate for Hannah and Natasha’s purposes.
It was only after they had their luggage put away in the closet that they were able to take a breather.
Though not comparable to the villa Fabian owned, Hannah was quite satisfied with her accommodations at present.
As for Natasha whose priority was to protect Hannah, she did not mind where she lived so long as she could remain close to Hannah.
“It’s a little cramped here. Would you mind if we share the same bed at night?” Hannah asked.
Natasha smiled and shook her head. “What are you saying, Hannah? You’ve been taking care of me for so long, so why would I mind?”
That was her honest sentiment. Unaware of Natasha’s true identity, Hannah had already went well beyond her own obligations for one she knew only as an intern.
Hannah chuckled before she regarded the young woman. “That’s good to hear.”
Natasha smiled broadly. Hannah was to her, the kindest soul she had ever met. Her charms had profoundly affected this assassin’s heart. Natasha held back more than once against the smiling Hannah before she finally decided to ask, “I’m not sure if I should be probing, Hannah, but there’s something that I don’t understand.”
Hannah regarded the tentative girl and guessed she might want to know the reason for her own sudden departure.
She thought for awhile and decided that she should just be upfront about it. The truth had been pent up inside her for some time and she had wanted someone to confide in. It then became a question of who she might be able to speak to.
Helen? That girl was too impulsive and tempestuous. It would be hard to predict what she might end up doing if she was told everything.
What about her colleagues? They might be good for other less weighty issues but she could not possibly trust them with this.
But it was different with Natasha. She was an intern from Remdik, and through their interactions, Hannah found the girl to be trustworthy. For some inexplicable reason, she felt an almost familial type of bond with her.
“Do you wish to ask why I’ve been absent for some time these last few days?” Hannah asked calmly.
“Yes.”
Natasha nodded without hesitance. She could not understand why Hannah chose to leave without a word when she and Fabian both loved each other so much.
