At the Keller residence, Andrew and Chantelle brought Hank over together. Logan’s eyes flashed with cold fury as he stepped forward and kicked Hank right in the face.

With his remaining hand unable to move, Hank struggled to get up from the ground. His eyes were filled with vicious hatred as he spat, “Logan, I’ll remember that. You’re going to regret it.”

Logan looked ready to strike again, rage written all over his face. However, George walked out calmly, hands behind his back. He said, “Logan, stand down.”

Logan clenched his jaw but obeyed, stepping aside reluctantly.

George did not spare a single glance at the kneeling Hank. Instead he turned to Andrew and Chantelle with a warm smile.

“You two have done well. Especially you, Andy… On behalf of Hannah, I thank you.”

Then, he bowed low, deeply and sincerely.

Andrew panicked and rushed to hold him up. “Sir, please, you don't have to do this!”

George gently pushed his hands away. “No, I insist. I’m doing this willingly, and it’s the least I can do. Andrew, you’ve never raised a daughter before. But when you do, you’ll understand… this was far too mild. What you’ve recovered for Hannah isn’t just her losses… It’s her dignity and the courage to keep living.”

Andrew sighed quietly and stepped back with Chantelle, saying nothing more.

Soon, Hannah came out accompanied by Emily and Freya, her eyes red with tears.

Hank looked up and smiled mockingly. “Hannah, are you crying tears of joy because I’m back?”

With a disgusted sound, Emily was the first to spit right in Hank’s face.

Hank was not ashamed. In fact, he seemed to enjoy it and chuckled proudly. “Ms. Emily, your saliva is sweet as expected.”

Emily gritted her teeth, “You perverted scumbag!”

Freya shouted, “Hank, apologize to Hannah right now.”

Hank snorted coldly, “Apologize? What the hell for? It was consensual between a man and a woman. I didn’t force her.”

He laughed and added, “Besides, this little slut was pretty enthusiastic back then. You didn’t see how eager she was to spread her legs and service me when she found out I was a Special Ops agent!”

His arrogance and smugness were off the charts, completely dismissing the Keller family.

Freya flew into a rage and slapped Hank hard across the face.

Hank sneered. “Right now, I can’t fight back. So sure, do whatever you want. But mark my words… If you don’t finish me off today, the entire Keller family’s going down. Screw all of you!”

Both Freya and Emily were shocked and furious. Hank’s background was no joke. He was from Chetvine’s Special Ops, not just some low–level thug.

Even if he had done horrible things to the Keller family, retaliating too hard could bring serious consequences.

Logan roared, “Move! I’m going to kill this piece of trash! If you don’t, you’re just a coward!”

Chantelle frowned, “Hank, that’s enough. You’ll face consequences, not just from the law, but from everything decent people stand for.”

Hank turned to her with a twisted grin. “Ms. Garcia, don’t preach to me. I’m just temporarily locked up, not buried six feet under. And just so you know, the higher ups at Special Ops already know I’ve been arrested. Get ready. Our Director’s coming, and when he does, none of you will be laughing.”

Chantelle’s voice trembled slightly, “The Special Ops director, Mr. Barnaby Hale?”

Hank grinned wickedly, “So you do know his reputation! Well then prepare to face his wrath and fury! Even Governor McCormick behind you is nothing special in Mr. Hale’s eyes!”