She actually didn’t really want to hear ’thank you’.
Seraphina Redgrave followed those eyes, her heart skipping a beat. Ethan Sterling gently tucked a strand of her fallen hair behind her ear, his fingertips lightly brushing against the side of her face. "Little Rose, welco to my world."
Seraphina’s heart instantly turned cold.
She hadn’t said a word. She didn’t want to learn about his past, nor did she want to enter his world, okay?
"Entering my world, there’s only one thing you need to keep in mind, and that is, you can only look at ."
Ethan slowly leaned into Seraphina, his burning lips grazing her eyes like a dragonfly skimming the water.
Seraphina was completely rigid.
He used to evoke pity, but now he instilled fear.
In Seraphina’s eyes, there was a forbidden realm and hatred, devoid of Ethan Sterling.
"Rember well what I said today." Ethan spoke softly as if addressing a small animal, "If you dare to defy it, I will..."
Will do what? Co on, be clear, dude?
Seraphina was on the verge of collapse.
What was Ethan up to? Wasn’t she brought in as a stand-in? Telling her this was making her stray further and further from the role of a stand-in.
What was it about a madwoman that intrigued Ethan so much?
It definitely was a bit too twisted, wasn’t it?
Ethan picked up the chicken soup again. "Have a bit more, once you’re done, I’ll sleep with you."
Who needs you to keep them company? Please, just go and find sothing else to do, seriously.
After slowly finishing her soup, Ethan efficiently laid her down.
Then he lay beside Seraphina,
drawing her into his embrace, wrapping around her using that octopus-style thod.
Seraphina lay in bed, breathing with difficulty, utterly hopeless.
Just wait a bit longer, once she avenges the Redgrave father and daughter, she can escape.
Seraphina was frantically building herself up ntally. Soon, breathing in Ethan’s scent, she drifted into a dark, sweet slumber.
When she awoke, Ethan was already gone, and the painting "Snow Woman" had been taken away, not left in Hibiscus Garden.
Where exactly it was taken, Seraphina didn’t know.
In the evening, Seraphina snuck into the study again. She poured herself a glass of milk and began watching Sovereign’s news for the day.
The news about Mia and Jonathan Redgrave buying the painting must have made the front page.
Seraphina looked around but didn’t find what she was looking for.
Amazingly, there was just one thing about the Star Burning Cup: the gold prize was "Snow Woman" which sold for a billion. Nothing else was ntioned.
This was odd. Could Jonathan have paid them off? Odd, isn’t the Star Burning Cup supposed to be all about fairness and justice?
Seraphina opened a chat app. Clearly, Hector Shaw already knew what she wanted to find out and had sent her photos ahead of ti.
One picture showed Ethan’s back as he held her hand in front of the art museum.
Another pictured Mia looking bashfully at Ethan inside the museum.
"Hector Shaw: Now the whole Sovereign thinks Ethan’s companion is Mia. Who would dare post about her?"
Is that how it was?
Seraphina stared at the photos, at a loss for words.
Reporters weren’t allowed into the art venue. It’s unclear who took these photos and sent them to the dia, leading them to assu Mia was Ethan’s companion.
Her photo only captured her upper body, showing she wore a black dress, the sa color as Mia’s dress.
The two were just misconstrued by those idiotic dia outlets.
With Mia being Ethan’s companion, who’d dare write a single word?
Truly infuriating.
Seraphina finished her glass of milk and sighed helplessly.
Ethan, truly an obstacle in her path for revenge.
Mia nearly caused the Redgrave family to never rise again. Who would have thought they’d gloss over it this easily?
Suddenly, Ethan’s words echoed in her ear, saying he detested pretense.
She had a stroke of genius.
She could use Ethan to push the Redgrave family into a bottomless abyss.
Seraphina set down the empty cup and opened a program on her computer.
Previously, Nathan Ayers had to handle important matters and hadn’t taken his own computer, so he borrowed this one from the study.
Seraphina’s fingers flew across the keyboard, accessing Sterling’s intranet from Nathan’s login history.
Nathan’s account held significant privileges.
She went straight to Ethan’s itinerary.
She rembered Nathan taking a call in front of her, declining a request for donations from Miss Redgrave.
Redgrave, intent on charity, seed to only an Mia.
Mia’s requests for donations from top companies’ CEOs or heirs were not out of altruism but to form connections with powerful figures.
If she’s so eager to et President Sterling, how could one not arrange it for her?
Seraphina contemplated while adding "et Mia Redgrave" to tomorrow’s schedule using Nathan’s account privileges.
Nobody dared question Nathan’s expedited arrangents.
Moreover, Nathan was heading to D City’s branch tomorrow and couldn’t stay with Ethan, making the plan’s success almost inevitable.
Mia, oh Mia, make sure to seize this opportunity, I’ve worked hard to set it up for you.
With a hint of a smile crossing her eyes, Seraphina erased all traces from the computer, picked up the empty cup, and went downstairs.
Redgrave Family.
After the Star Burning Cup ended, Mia hadn’t slept well for many days, her mind filled with the overwhelming online insults she faced.
Eventually, her father inford her that after an investigation, the dia had confused her with Ethan’s companion, preventing the news from getting published.
Relieved, she continued her live streams during her free ti.
"Thanks to ’Not So Crazy Brother’ for the plane."
Wearing the trendy sailor suit, Mia sat in front of the computer, flashing a sweet smile. "All my live stream proceeds go to supporting the impoverished regions. I’m really passionate about charity and love doing sothing for children in need."
Just as she finished speaking, more people showered her with gifts, and the screen filled with praise.
Mia thanked them as her phone vibrated on the table. She glanced at it, noticing an unfamiliar number, so she muted the stream and answered the call, "Hello?"
A professional-sounding female voice ca through.
"Miss Redgrave, this is Sterling’s secretary departnt."
Mia’s face went pale instantly; was she going to be made to pay the price for the dia’s misunderstanding?
"It’s , is there anything I can help with?" she asked cautiously.
"We’ve processed your previous appointnt request. President Sterling will have ti at 3 PM after his eting to discuss the donation you ntioned. Are you available?" inquired the female voice from the other end of the line.
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