“I am not your servant! How could you still order me around while you’re not even in town?” Garrett complained on the phone. He was under the impression that after Ethan left, one could enjoy a good holiday. However, despite being all the way in Barnes, Ethan still enslaved him.
Ethan rubbed the spot between his eyebrows and said seriously, “This accident might have something to do with the Lester family. I’m in Barnes now, plus I’m injured. I can’t do this myself.”
“Fine. I’ll send someone to investigate it now,” Garrett said reluctantly.
After hanging up, Ethan asked the man standing outside the door to come in.
“Mr. Larson.” The man bowed slightly to show his respect.
“So what happened?” Ethan cut straight to the chase, his expression darkening.
“Someone did something to compromise the ceiling, so it collapsed.”
“Go on.”
“I believe that the ‘accident’ was directly aimed at you and Mrs. Larson. At the time, several of my men were stationed in the corner of the cinema. The ceiling collapsed so suddenly that we didn’t have the time to rush in and save you.”
The man glanced at Ethan with fear in his eyes and swallowed.
“In order to get to you, whoever’s behind this was willing to sacrifice innocent people, which means they’re both powerful and cold-blooded.” Ethan pressed his fingertips against his temple and sighed.
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