Chapter 489
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Ethan stared at her, unblinking. After two seconds, he turned to leave. Just then, Neville stepped forward and spoke to Liz, his voice carrying the weight of authority. “What’s your name?”
“L-Liz Ruiz,” Liz stammered. “I am so sorry! I’ll delete the post right away!”
Neville’s gaze remained cold and cutting. “Deleting it is not enough. You’ll post a public apology. You’ll make it clear the woman in those photos isn’t Miss Harper but someone who looks a lot like Miss Harper from the back.”
Liz nodded quickly. “Y-Yes! Of course! I’ll delete everything and post an apology! Just please, don’t hurt me! My family… We don’t have much money. My parents gave up everything so I could study here. I only agreed to do things for Sylvie for money. She gave me ten thousand. I swear, I’ll give the money back to her now!”
Without further ado, she scrambled for her phone, her hands shaking so badly that she could barely keep a grip.
Neville stepped back and watched as Liz pulled out her phone and did as he ordered.
As Liz typed out the apology, Neville guided her word by word, making sure every sentence hit the mark.
Brenna turned to leave and soon caught up with Ethan, who was already on the phone, instructing his men to locate Sylvie.
Hearing his commands, Brenna felt warmth in her heart. “Thank you.”
Ethan glanced at her and caught her faint smile. “You’re the one being attacked, and yet you can still smile.”
Brenna’s expression didn’t change. “They’re just words. They can’t hurt me.”
Ethan clenched his fist and looked down at her hand, resting just inches from his. After a brief pause, he reached out and gently hooked his finger around hers. “I won’t let anyone tarnish your name.”
When Brenna didn’t pull away, he gently took her whole hand in his. Her hand was so soft. So, this was what it was like to hold Brenna’s hand.
His heart beat faster, a quiet thrum of happiness building in his chest.
Ethan stole a glance at Brenna. Her face remained as calm as ever.
But she didn’t seem to resist him holding her hand.
The group following them kept a respectful distance, careful not to intrude. Still, some couldn’t hide their amusement. Watching their usually cold boss turn timid over holding his girlfriend’s hand was indeed amusing.
As they stepped out of the university gates, Ethan’s team reported in. They had found out where Sylvie was. She was supposedly meeting with reporters in a park to share some “explosive news.”
When Ethan, Brenna, and the others arrived, the place was buzzing. Families wandered with strollers. Dogs tugged on their leashes. But there was no sign of Sylvie.
“Split up and find her,” Ethan ordered his people. He and Brenna also searched for Sylvie.
It didn’t take long. Soon, they found Sylvie.
A few reporters stood close to Sylvie, exchanging contact information with her. The moment Sylvie spotted Ethan and Brenna, she turned sharply to run. But every path out was already sealed off by Ethan’s men.
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