Chapter 152

“Why are you so quiet? Say something!” Seeing that Ethan didn’t reply to her, Janet frowned unhappily and tugged at his arm urgently.

Was he a robot? How could he be so pokerfaced after what she just told him?

Moreover, the question that kept hanging over Janet’s head was eating away at her—did he like her or not?

“Calm down. I’m just thinking about how to deal with Brandon. I can’t just scold him for getting trapped in an elevator with you. I have to think it through before I do anything.” Ethan’s expression darkened, as if he had made up his mind.

Janet propped herself up and asked anxiously, “What? What do you want to do? I hope you won’t act rashly, Ethan. Brandon is the CEO of the Larson Group. We can’t afford to offend him.”

Ethan chuckled lightly. “Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing. I’ll just talk to him.”

Janet’s eyes widened in surprise. “How? You can’t just walk into his office! Even I can’t do that.”

Ethan shrugged and said firmly, “I’ll figure it out. I have a lot of connections. I’m sure I’ll be able to get to him, one way or another.”

Although Ethan was calm and composed as he spoke, Janet couldn’t help but worry that Ethan would stir up trouble for her.

Seeing the worried look on the woman’s face, Ethan gave her a reassuring smile and lowered his head to kiss her lips. His loose black hair brushed against her face.

“Didn’t you want me to do something about it? Yet now that I’ve told you what I’m going to do, you’re worried. You silly girl. Don’t worry. I’ll handle it,” he joked lightly.

“I just wanted to know whether you care about me or not,” Janet said shyly, lowering her eyes. Her delicate lashes quivered slightly.

Then she looked up and met his eyes. “So how are you going to talk to Brandon?”

“It’s a secret.” Ethan smiled mysteriously.

“You’re so mean!” Janet murmured. Despite her pouty face, she felt satisfied in her heart.

There was a huge gap between the social status of Ethan and that of Brandon, but Ethan showed no fear and was even going to talk to Brandon, which meant that he cared about her very much.

Seeing that the woman in his arms was finally grinning from ear to ear, Ethan breathed a sigh of relief.

He finally managed to get himself out of this sticky situation.

But then came another question.

What was he going to do next?

The following day, in the Larson Group, Ethan decided to leave the problem to Garrett.

While racking his brains, Garrett smoked three boxes of cigarettes. After stubbing out the last cigarette butt, he mused, “I’m not going to lie. What you’re doing is difficult. It won’t be easy to fool your wife.”

“You can’t get off work today until you come up with a solution.” Ethan’s eyes were cold and sharp.

“Fuck! Gee, thanks.” Garrett scratched his hair and sank into the sofa, deep in thought. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. “Oh! I have an idea. You should give me a raise ’cause I’m so damn smart.”

He looked at Ethan with a mischievous smile and rubbed his hands together. “I have an excellent solution. It can solve all your problems once and for all, as long as you are willing to do it.”

Ethan’s hand, which was holding a pen and hovering over an unsigned document, paused. “What do you mean?”

Garrett smiled knowingly. “Just tell your wife that Brandon is gay and only likes men. Which means he won’t have any interest in your wife. Then all your problems will be solved.”

The pen in Ethan’s hand nearly snapped in half.