Great Warlord: The Second Ancestor of the Empire

While Hannah was pruning the flowers, the phone in her living room suddenly rang.

Hannah put down the watering can and scissors, walked to the phone, and answered the phone.

"Hello." Hannah's soft voice sounded, and she could clearly hear some rapid breathing on the other end of the phone.

"Is it Miss Hannah?" A young voice sounded on the other end of the phone. Hannah listened to the voice on the phone and began to quickly recall who the other party was in her mind.

"I am Hannah, and you are Mr. Ollie?" Hannah asked softly.

"Yes, it's me. Miss Hannah still remembers me?" Ollie's voice was obviously a little excited. He didn't expect that a beautiful lady like Hannah could still remember him.

"Mr. Ollie was joking. Even if Hannah forgets someone, she will never forget Mr. Ollie. By the way, thank you Mr. Ollie for the flowers. I like them very much." Hannah's voice was full of charm, and she was fascinated by it. Li felt excited and his body trembled involuntarily.

"Mr. Ollie, it's so late, what can I do?" Hannah asked softly.

"No, it's nothing serious. I just want to ask Miss Hannah, are you free tomorrow? I heard that there will be an opera performance at the opera house tomorrow. I heard that Miss Hannah likes to watch operas, so I want to ask Hannah Miss, can I have the honor to invite Miss Hannah to watch an opera with me?" Ollie said with some excitement.

Hearing Ollie's words, a smile appeared on Hannah's face.

"Of course, I would love to go see an opera with Mr. Ollie. It will definitely be an unforgettable night." Hannah said softly.

"Really...really?" Ollie said in disbelief. He had invited Hannah before, but Hannah would refuse every time.

But today, Hannah actually agreed, and Ollie felt that today must be his lucky day.

"Of course, Mr. Ollie." Hannah continued to say softly.

"Okay, Miss Hannah, I will wait for you outside your apartment at 6 o'clock tomorrow evening. Then we will go have something to eat first, and how about going to the opera?" Ollie asked.

"Okay, Mr. Ollie, you can arrange it." Hannah nodded.

"That's great, Miss Hannah, then I won't disturb Miss Hannah's rest. I will arrive early tomorrow and wait for you."

"Okay, good night, Mr. Ollie." Hannah chuckled and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Hannah still had an expression on her face that seemed to be in love.

As a top agent, determined to complete her mission through Olly Douglas Joffre, Hannah self-hypnotized herself from the beginning.

She had to try her best to disguise herself and make it look like she was really in love with Ollie.

Therefore, after she accepted the flowers from Ollie, she had completed self-hypnosis.

At this moment, Hannah's face showed the shyness that only girls can have when they are passionately in love.

She slowly came to the window and looked at the phone booth on the roadside downstairs. She immediately saw Ollie coming out of the phone booth.

The two looked at each other. Hannah was holding the curtain with one hand, and gently waved to Ollie with the other hand, as if saying goodbye to him.

As for Ollie, when he saw Hannah waving goodbye to him, he raised his hands in excitement and waved vigorously at Hannah.

Hannah looked at Ollie's silly look, covered her mouth and chuckled, then slowly closed the curtains. Every move was filled with reluctance.

Seeing that the lights in Hannah's room had gone out, Ollie slowly lowered his waving arms, with an excited smile still on his face.

Time soon came to the afternoon of the next day. Ollie drove a car and came downstairs of Hannah's apartment in advance, waiting for Hannah.

At this time, Hannah was still in her apartment, wearing exquisite makeup.

By the time it was almost 5:[-], Hannah had already changed into a pair of exquisite clothes, then chose a hat with gauze, stepped on her small bag and went downstairs.

When passing by the apartment lobby, all the guests looked directly at Hannah.

Hannah didn't care about the eyes of the people around her and just walked out of the apartment.

When she walked out of the apartment, she saw Ollie waiting for her on the roadside.

"Sorry, Mr. Ollie, I'm late." Hannah said with an apology on her face.

"Oh, no, no, no, Miss Hannah, I came early, and it's not 6 o'clock yet, how can I say I'm late?" Ollie said quickly.

He didn't dare to say that Hannah was late. After all, it was only natural for a man to wait for a lady. Moreover, he and Hannah agreed at 6 o'clock, and it was only 5:45 now. No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't say that Hannah I'm late.

Ollie very consciously opened the door for Hannah, invited Hannah to get in the car, and gently closed the door for her, then walked around and ran to the cab.

After getting into the car, Ollie turned his head and looked at Hannah, and then said to Hannah: "Miss Hannah, you are so beautiful tonight."

"Thank you, Mr. Ollie." Hannah pursed her lips and smiled.

"By the way, Mr. Oli, what's the opera tonight?"

"I heard that Miss Hannah likes Shakespeare very much, so I bought two tickets for tonight. The opera is Romeo and Juliet."

"Really? Thank you Mr. Ollie." Hannah looked at Ollie and said softly.

"Miss Hannah, it's time for us to set off. Let's go have something to eat first, and then go to the opera house." Ollie said, sitting upright again, and then started the car.

After an exquisite dinner, the two of them drove to the largest opera house in Paris.

Ollie took out the VIP ticket in his hand, and the attendant at the door took Ollie and Hannah directly to the VIP room on the second floor.

Here one has a good view of the entire stage.

Hannah watched an opera that lasted more than three hours with gusto, and Ollie watched Hannah with the same feeling.

When the opera ended and the actors took the stage for the curtain call, Hannah gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Miss Hannah, are you crying?" Ollie noticed Hannah's behavior and said in a panic.

"It's okay, Mr. Ollie, this opera scene is really touching." Hannah took the handkerchief handed over by Ollie and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes a little.

"Miss Hannah, this is just an opera performance, not real." Ollie looked at Hannah who was still wiping away tears, and he didn't know what to say.

"But, Mr. Oli, doesn't this kind of thing happen often around us?"

"If I had a lover who could risk his own life for love like Romeo did, I think I would rather die than follow him. Even if the whole world is against it." Hannah said, seemingly intentionally but not intentionally. Glancing at Ollie.

Seeing Hannah's gaze, Ollie grabbed her hand with some excitement, and then said excitedly: "Miss Hannah, I am willing to give up my own life for you! Please believe me!"