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Leaving the police station,Sophie clung to Ethan’s arm intimately.
“Claire,you’re so immature.It’s all Ethan’s money—why make a fuss?”
Ethan,twirling his beads in his hand, closed his eyes and feigned sleep. Suddenly, he raised his eyes and gave me a cold look:“If you want money, you don’t have to play these tricks.”

“I’m generous with women. If you serve me and Sophie well, and you’ll live comfortably.”
He pulled out a check.”Go to the hospital and have an abortion, and this fifty grand is yours.”
I gave him a cold look,dialed a number on my phone,and said:
“Hey,I’m pregnant,and someone wants to kill your son.”
“Where are you?!”The voice on the other end was urgent.
I reported the address.Sophie sneered,”Playing tricks.”

Minutes later, more than a dozen bodyguards surrounded us.
Sophie panicked and clung tightly to Ethan’s arm.
Ethan raised his eyebrows irritably,”Do you know who I am?”
“Second Young Master,please wait a moment,”a bodyguard replied.

No one knew I was in a relationship with Boston’s elite heir,Nathan Sterling.
And even fewer people know the ruthless heir was a possessive,obsessive lover.
Once, Just because I leaned a bit closer to a male teacher when asking a question, he wanted to lock me up. And the teacher was a sixty-something old man. I was so angry that I broke up with Nathan, blocked his number, and returned to the States. Then I hit it off with Sophie, became best friends,and often went shopping and sipping tea together.
Thinking of my trashed dorm,I snapped at Nathan over the phone:
“If you don’t get here,you’ll never see me again!”
His voice was icy and firm.”Fifteen minutes.”
Short,but commanding.
Facing the towering bodyguards,Ethan finally faltered.
The people who could call him ”Second Young Master”surely knew his status. If they weren’t scared, the person they answered to must be more powerful.
He realized he’d crossed the wrong person.
He kicked Sophie’s knee,sending her crashing down.
She turned her head and looked at Ethan with tears in her eyes, but then received his slap.
“You idiot! Causing me trouble! Apologize to this lady!”
Sophie was stunned by the slap. Blood from the corner of her mouth trickled down her neckShe still held onto the hem of his sleeve, trying to explain.
But she received another slap.”Apologize!”
Sophie bowed her head,mumbling,”Sorry,Claire,I was wrong.”
I stayed silent, so she kept apologizing, and later even started slapping herself in the face..
I tilted my chin at Ethan.”Don’t just stand there.Slap yourself.”
Ethan’s eyes burned with rage.”Who’s behind you?Even my dad wouldn’t dare make me do that.”
Ten minutes had passed since the bodyguards arrived,and they hadn’t moved,just forming a circle around us.
Ethan’s eyes gleamed.”These guys are actors you hired,aren’t they?”
The more he spoke,the surer he grew,muttering,”No one in Boston would dare treat me like this.You’re bluffing.”
Sophie’s eyes lit up.She sprang up,grabbing my arm.
“You bitch! You hire actors to fool us!”
“Since you’re shameless, today I’ll teach you some manners!”
As she spoke, she raised her hand, trying to slap me.
I caught her wrist,slapped her back,and met her venomous glare with a smirk.
“Out of consideration for our past friendship, I didn’t really do anything too harsh to you. But you actually think you can compete with me in status? Today, I’ll show you who the one in charge!”
I slapped her again.
Sophie’s cheeks swelled,blood seeping from her mouth.
She tearfully begged Ethan for help.
However, he ignored her, staring at the burly bodyguards.
They hadn’t moved when Sophie was hit them.
Ethan took a step closer to me, and the bodyguards immediately blocked his way.
He twirled his beads,he demanded,”Who are you?”
I brushed my sleeve,saying coldly,”I hate to admit I’ve got an idiot like you for a brother,but I’m your sister-in-law.”
The air stilled.Sophie burst out laughing.
“You?Nathan Sterling would pick you? Claire,you might fool others,but don’t delude yourself.”
Ethan relaxed,smirking.”If you’d claimed anyone else,I might’ve bought it.But I know my brother.”
His words were cut off by screeching tires.
“Skrrt—”
A stretched Lincoln pulled up.
The door opened,revealing a long,strong leg,then a man’s chiseled face.
“Who dares to kill my child?”
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