Chapter 1682
She knew that the crucial mont Milton White had been waiting for was coming, and she had always been worried that sothing would go wrong during these days. Unexpectedly, everything had been under control until now when the last thing she wanted to happen took place.
The smile in the man’s eyes as he looked at her resembled that of soone teasing a fish about to be cooked—it seed like a smile, but in reality, the grin sent chills down her spine.
Her wrist was seized by him, his grip tightening gradually.
"Repeat what you just said."
The gentleness of his voice frightened her.
Ethel Collins shook her head, remaining silent.
She continued to step back until she bumped into the wall, her knees bending involuntarily as she squatted down, avoiding his gaze.
The man squatted down as well, asking her with extre patience, "What have you all been up to these days, huh?"
Ethel Collins: "I don’t know, I just ca back from school."
"Children who lie are not likable."
He leaned in closer, his shadow covering her small form, his breath encircling the surrounding area.
She dared not say another word, afraid that this man would ruin Milty’s plan.
Just one conversation with Hans White would expose everything.
Moreover, Milty’s plan to stop the vaccine swap would be ruined, and then the vaccines containing the virus would actually be distributed around the world!
If they turned to the dia to expose it, while they could prevent the vaccines from being distributed elsewhere, it would instantly plunge the Fosters and Carrington Enterprise into an abyss of no return.
These were not outcos Milty wanted to see.
Ethel Collins’s mind raced through this information, gradually organizing her thoughts amidst the chaos. She felt that the most important thing at the mont was to keep this man stable, to delay as much as possible, until Milty returned!
After so thought, she finally dared to raise her head and et his gaze, her clear eyes calmly narrating, "Valleys said he had moved Aunt Joy Taylor sowhere, but he didn’t say where to. Uncle asked Milty to look into it, because Uncle felt that Valleys no longer trusted you guys, and Uncle was worried that Valleys might be scheming, so he let..."
Her voice grew softer and softer, eventually not daring to speak out, seemingly very afraid of him.
This deanor actually caused the man’s nacing aura to slowly dissipate, the shadows lurking in his eyes vanishing in the blink of an eye.
He touched her face, "Good girl, just like that. Whatever I ask, you answer."
"What has Milton been up to recently? What made Hans White trust him enough to hand over the company to him?"
Ethel Collins was more composed than before, responding promptly, "Because Milty has seen the light. His thoughts are now the sa as yours, he wants to run a business, not interested in anything else."
The man’s lips curled into a smile, his eyes sowhat hazy as he stared at her, taking two seconds before saying, "Children who lie too much won’t grow tall later."
"I’m not lying!"
Ethel Collins stiffened her neck and shouted, then mumbled silently in her heart: It’s okay if I don’t grow taller, I’m already tall enough, there’s no need to grow anymore.
"Does he really think so?" The man’s smile faded slightly, and his gaze turned sowhat fierce.
The sudden change in his eyes made Ethel Collins shiver, then she weakly spoke up, "Yeah, otherwise why would Uncle hand over the company to him? You’re so smart, you must be able to figure it out too."
As she spoke, she stole a glance at him and said, "You shouldn’t fret so much. To be honest, you’re picking up what’s ready, which is great. Everything before is like Milty paving the way for you."
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