Yvette looked down, saying nothing.
"No wonder lody Crowe wanted you dead six years ago," Ethan Grant laughed.
It’s truly fate.
Six years ago, when he returned ho, he accidentally overheard lody Crowe hiring soone to kill a woman nad Yvette.
He originally wasn’t interested, but inexplicably didn’t want lody Crowe to succeed, so he sent soone to save Yvette.
Thinking back now, it would’ve been a pity if he hadn’t ddled back then.
Yvette clenched her hands tightly, lody Crowe must be very afraid of any entanglent between her and Ethan Grant.
The reason Jayden Grant hates her so much is partly due to lody Crowe’s inescapable responsibility.
"Why didn’t you call Henry Jennings last night?" Ethan Grant asked.
Yvette lowered her head, timidly clutching her fingers. "He... has a fiancée."
Henry Jennings refused to break off the engagent.
This is why she no longer chose Henry Jennings.
"Oh? You actually have principles, not being the third wheel?" Ethan Grant asked with interest.
"If Mr. Grant plans to get engaged, please let know in advance, and I’ll leave on my own." Yvette wasn’t naive enough to believe Ethan Grant wanted her forever.
He might just have a temporary interest in her.
Ethan Grant looked at Yvette, saying nothing for a long ti.
After a mont of silence, Ethan Grant walked out of the restroom. "If your body can handle it, we’ll return to ridia today."
The Bell Family is all in Montville, if Yvette doesn’t drop the case, Claudia Bell will have to stay in there.
"I’ll handle the police side, just follow ." There’s nothing else you need to worry about.
Yvette followed behind Ethan Grant dumbfounded, feeling an inexplicable sense of peace.
She believed Ethan Grant could handle everything.
...
On the way back to ridia, Yvette used a new phone to ssage Holly Ziegler, telling her she was leaving, Montville wasn’t safe.
Holly only told her to be safe without saying anything else.
Looking at the heavy phone in her hand, Yvette felt a bit dazed.
The phone that Henry Jennings bought her was also new, it was a bit of a pity to lose it, it was nearly ten thousand bucks.
Ethan Grant was resting with his eyes closed, quietly leaning back in the seat.
Yvette stole a glance at him, this man... how could he be so perfect, without any flaws.
Quickly averting her gaze, Yvette looked out the car window.
Raising her hand to feel the afterglow of the sunset, Yvette slowly closed her eyes.
Finally, she took that step forward.
Her body was too weak, Yvette slept through the entire journey.
Probably out of concern for Yvette’s health, Ethan Grant preferred to endure the hardship of taking a private car back, rather than flying.
Of course, the most exhausted was Christopher Carter, as an assistant and driver, he drove for six hours on the highway with only a 30-minute break.
Giving a resentful glance at the rearview mirror, Christopher almost pressed the gas pedal thinking it was the brake.
Yvette leaned against the car window in a deep sleep, and Ethan Grant, fearing she might hit her head, expressionlessly offered his arm for her to rest on.
Taking a deep breath, Christopher’s gaze was sowhat complex.
From what Christopher knew of Ethan Grant, he actually seed genuinely interested in Yvette.
It seed Mr. Grant was really inviting trouble this ti.
Sighing slowly, Christopher pondered internally on how he could help Ethan Grant reduce the trouble.
But Yvette herself was a big trouble, whether it was her identity as Jayden Grant’s ex-fiancée or the Aston Family’s fake eldest daughter, or... the woman almost every second-generation in ridia had bullied and humiliated.
In a daze, not knowing how long she slept, Yvette had a dream, a long, long dream.
In the dream, she fell into a bottomless abyss, unable to breathe, unable to cry for help.
Until a hand grabbed her, forcibly pulling her above the water.
"No!"
Suddenly waking with a start, Yvette’s breathing was rapid.
She didn’t know when the car had stopped, finding herself lying across the entire backseat, covered by Ethan Grant’s coat.
"Mr... Mr. Grant?" Yvette asked nervously.
Christopher frowned slightly and spoke softly. "Mr. Grant went back to his place, he asked to bring you back."
Yvette looked out the car window, only to realize it was Caden Sumrs’ repair shop.
Nervously clenching her hands, she was a bit scared, afraid that Ethan Grant would abandon her, as she couldn’t do without a pillar now. "Did Mr. Grant... say anything else?"
"He told you to get a good rest." Christopher said, getting out to open the door for Yvette.
Yvette’s body trembled as she clenched the hem of her dress, speaking with extre humiliation. "I... I want to see him."
She knew, to tightly hold onto Ethan Grant as her tree of support, she had to be a bit shaless.
"Miss Aston, you yourself are a big trouble, hopefully, you have enough self-awareness to avoid letting anyone know about your relationship with Mr. Grant, unless Mr. Grant needs to use you as a shield." Christopher reminded Yvette.
Yvette’s clenched hands slowly loosened, sighing in relief, fortunately, Ethan Grant hadn’t given up on her.
At least, she still had so value.
"Mr. Grant wants you to spend quality ti with Sumrs, don’t worry about anything else, he will handle it. I’ll co get you when your presence is needed." Christopher ushered Yvette out and handed her a cup of red date ginger tea. "Mr. Grant asked to buy this for you."
Holding the cup of hot tea, Yvette breathed out in a daze. "Wasn’t I supposed to be his mistress?"
Did she really not need to do anything? Just stay by the family, without giving anything in return?
Christopher gave Yvette a once-over, imdiately realizing her misunderstanding. "You think our Mr. Grant wants to sleep with you?"
Yvette’s ears turned red with sha, she lowered her head, biting her lip without saying a word.
"Our Mr. Grant is a germaphobe, he helps you because you have your value, but it’s definitely not so sordid transaction between a man and woman." Christopher said disdainfully, getting back into the car.
Did she really think their Mr. Grant was like those second-generation rich kids who only think with their lower halves?
Yvette’s reputation in ridia was almost ruined; even if Christopher didn’t believe her promiscuous private life, it was a fact she had a child.
There was no way Mr. Grant would have that kind of desire for Yvette.
At most, he was just interested in her as a person.
Yvette instinctively stepped back, lowering her head self-consciously, not speaking.
Ethan Grant being a germaphobe, likely found her filthy.
It made sense, after all, she had even given birth to an outsider’s child, and the rumors about her in ridia were incredibly scandalous; no one would believe she was clean.
But just waiting and doing nothing made her anxious.
For Sumrs, she couldn’t just sit and do nothing.
"Yvette?"
Hearing a car outside, Caden Sumrs ca out from a small house, surprised. "You’re back!"
Yvette snapped back to reality, nervously looking at Caden Sumrs.
Seeing his arm bandaged, she hurried over, alard. "Brother, your arm."
"It’s nothing, I’m working as a bodyguard for the Lockwood Family, took a knife for the boss." Caden Sumrs smiled a bit foolishly. "Why are you back so late, did you sneak back?"
Taking Yvette inside, Caden Sumrs looked around. "I heard people from the Bell Family are also looking for you, and so people wanted to take Sumrs away from the kindergarten."
Caden Sumrs knew Yvette got into trouble in Montville.
"Uh... Claudia Bell hit , I called the police, the forensic report showed permanent damage to my left ear, it’s a criminal offense." Yvette whispered.
If she didn’t back down this ti, Claudia Bell would have to stay inside for a while.
Even though it wouldn’t be long, it would be enough to make the Bell Family hate her deeply.
But it was Claudia Bell who did sothing wrong in the first place.
Caden Sumrs’ expression was unpleasant, he also saw the video of Yvette being bullied online. "They want you to drop the case?"
Yvette nodded.
"We won’t drop it, and we won’t settle privately." Caden Sumrs quickly packed up his things. "At worst, I’ll take you away from ridia, take Sumrs, and go hide in another city; the Bell Family can’t possibly have control everywhere."
Outside, the light from car headlights stread in through the window.
Yvette was scared, hiding in the corner. "Brother... did they find us?"
How did they find us so quickly?
Caden Sumrs reassured Yvette and went out alone.
A black sedan stopped outside; a man got out, his voice anxious. "Is Yvette... back?"
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