30 Days of Passion and Revenge-Chapter 63: Silent Promises
"Are you very interested in the Carter Group?" Ethan stopped and looked down at her. This woman always took a detour to inquire about the Carter Group. But her tone did not seem to be one of hatred. π³ππππππππ πππ.π°π π¦
"Actually... youβve tarnished the Carter Groupβs public image and suppressed their stock price; they must have suffered considerable losses internally," Lily said, looking at the patients playing badminton in the distance, choosing her words carefully. "Since they want to meet with you, they must have some good conditions to offer you. Why not take the opportunity to close the net?"
"Close the net?"
Ethan frowned. This woman analyzed the situation methodically, understanding how the Blackwood Enterprise targeted the Carter Group perfectly. Suggesting he close the net meant she wanted him to let the Carter Group off the hook. She was a proud peacock who never backed down when she had the upper hand. She could use the sharpest words against Emily, yet when she was hit by a car from the Carter Group, she chose to forgive?
"Lily."
Ethan stopped the wheelchair, walked in front of her, bent down, and placed his hands on the armrests of her wheelchair. His face nearly touched hers, and his dark eyes stared at her urgently. "I donβt believe you are so kind."
He said it firmly. Hot breath sprayed on Lilyβs face.
"..." Lilyβs heart was hollow; she was afraid he would detect something and boldly retorted, "So, am I a malicious person?"
How did he come to that conclusion? She always appeared to be a well-behaved person in front of him.
Mr. Blackwoodβs gaze fell. His palm pressed against her chest, where her heart was, his lips close to her face, and he said in a low voice, "This place in you is never kind."
She was not a kind woman. Since she was young, she had been snobbish, full of the pride of the rich, looking down on the poor of this world, despising those living at the bottom. Such a woman could never be kind. He couldnβt believe that she, who was hit by a car from the Carter Group and imprisoned, could choose to forgive.
Ethanβs eyes seemed to have seen entirely through her; such a gaze made her heart panic.
Lily looked down at the hand on her chest and boldly retorted, "How do you know Iβm not kind?"
"Then tell me, what have you done that is kind?"
Lily suddenly found that she really couldnβt answer. She was a paparazzi, chasing after others all day to dig up gossip and scandals, sometimes even deliberately demonizing celebrities for magazine sales... She succumbed to the temptation of money and sold herself to him as a mistress.
She succumbed to the temptation of money and sold herself to him as a mistress. Every action seemed to declare that she was selfish without any redeeming or kind qualities. However, she was not convinced when Ethan said such words.
"The same to you," Lily stared into his eyes and said word by word.
He was not a kind man either; why demand kindness from her?
"Ha. So we are destined," Ethan laughed instead of getting angry, suddenly capturing her lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue teasing hers without restraint, their breaths mingling. This woman would one day be entirely under his control, sticking to him obediently.
Lily closed her eyes, enduring his fierce kiss. Were they destined, destined for what? The destiny of a benefactor and a mistress? The freshness of the air mingled with the heat of his lips; Ethan savored her taste, pressing against her lips, unwilling to leave...
A burst of noise suddenly came, accompanied by the sounds of flash photography. Lily was all too familiar with this sound, as she would squeeze among a crowd of paparazzi to capture more explicit photos whenever a big star appeared... this was in a hospital. Could it be that some big star had visited?
Lily wanted to look over, but Ethan continued his relentless kiss, making it linger on and on, seemingly endless. A bodyguard stepped forward, risking being hit by Mr. Blackwood, and reminded, "Mr. Blackwood, there are many reporters."
Ethan then released Lily, stood before her wheelchair, straightened up, and looked displeasedly at where the flashes were going. Lily looked over and saw a team of medical staff hurriedly pushing a gurney into the hospital building, followed by a large group of reporters, making a fuss and constantly trying to push into the hospital. Dozens of bodyguards were trying to block the reporters behind the gurney. This kind of situation could only happen for a big news story.
"Find out what itβs about," Ethan said with displeasure, frowning.
"Yes."
"It seems thereβs big news again," Lily said with the keen sense of a paparazzi, "I wonder which big star has fallen."
Ethan pushed her wheelchair down another corridor into the building and, upon hearing this, sneered, "Do you want me to give you a camera to take photos?"
At the mention of this, Lily immediately thought of something else and complained, "Mr. Blackwood, shouldnβt one keep their word?"
"What are you trying to say?" Ethanβs hand pushing the wheelchair paused, and the wheelchair stopped.
"You promised to give the exclusive reporting rights of the βKillβ production crew to βEYL,β but youβve imprisoned me; how can I cover the news?" Moreover, precisely at this time, the leading actress of the big-budget movie βKill, Emily was dismissed. The news would be significant and could effectively divert some attention from the Carter Groupβs "tax evasion scandal."
"Can your body still write the news?" Ethan sneered, reaching out to pinch her face, "You donβt have much flesh on your face; fatten up first before talking."
Fatten up? Was she a pig? What would happen after fattening up? Sell by weight?!
"I just have a stomach problem," Lily was extremely helpless; he was treating her as a severe patient, "Iβm not lame, nor do I have a problem with my hands. Of course, I can write the news."
She might be grateful if he could give her a computer and some degree of freedom.
"Iβll have the secretaries write the news and send it directly to your magazine," Ethan continued to push her towards the ward, having already concluded the matter. He would not let her touch the news again. She just needed to take care of her health. Not to mention physical labor, she wouldnβt have to exert any mental effort.
"Does your secretariat also handle writing gossip news?" Being Ethanβs secretary sure has a lot of responsibilities. He manages the various industries under the Blackwood Enterprise and also writes gossip. His secretariat must be filled with the best of the best.
"Iβll have them imitate your writing style," Ethan said irritably, tapping her head. This girl was worried about their relationship being discovered by her uncle again. Damn it. When did he, Ethan Blackwood, come to a point where he needed to hide?!
... Lily rubbed her aching head, this poor head of hers; it would one day be ruined by his constant tapping. This man was incredibly violent.
"Lily,"
"Hmm?"
"You can tell your uncle that I am your boyfriend," Ethan said with seriousness.
