Chapter 49 It’s Me
Chapter 49 It’s Me
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Linda hadpletely lost her usual calm, her hair messy. “The boss has urgent work that needs attention–get them out now.”
“But-”
“No buts!”
<i>Keep </i>talking<i>, </i><i>and </i>we’ll <i>both </i><i>be </i><i>dead</i><i>! </i>
Linda felt her blood rush to her head and mmed the gas pedal. Her voice was low and urgent. “Wendy, I’m only saying this once–you’ve already caused a huge problem. Get them out now while there’s still time, or don’t me meter.”
No one understood their boss better than Linda. He looked easygoing, but no one had ever crossed his line.
inly speaking, thispany existed for Dawn!
If anything happened to her, they’d all be in serious trouble!
After hanging up, Linda pressed the elerator again. She wished she could fly, just hoping to get there before Ethan did.
Wendy, however, had no idea how serious this was. She thought Linda was just reminding her about workce rules.
“But this isn’t my fault.”
Wendy muttered to herself, “Besides, I drank too much—if something happens, it’s not really my fault, right?”
Relying on the dull courage alcohol gave her, she didn’t wait. She hailed a cab and headed straight home.
Not long after, a ck Mercedes screeched to a stop at the entrance.
The door swung open.
A man with long, elegant legs stepped out.
His face was dark, and his presence made the nearby security guards widen their eyes. They hurriedly put down their snacks. “Sir, may I help you?”
Chapter 49 It’s Me
Ethan’s brow furrowed sharply. “Where’s Marshall?”
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The guard started to say he couldn’t remember all the guests, but Ethan’s sharp gaze froze him. “I’ll go ask right away! Please wait here!”
He ran to the front desk, ncing back nervously, worried about causing trouble for these rich people.
“Sir, Mr. Shelton is in private room 666. Should I take you there?”
Ethan pulled at his tie, voice cold. “Go.”
Even alone, he moved like a full team.
The guard broke into a cold sweat, thinking, <i>What </i><i>did </i><i>Mr. </i><i>Shelton </i><i>do</i>? <i>That </i><i>guy </i>looks <i>seriously </i>
angry.
But when the room door swung open, the guard frozepletely.
For two seconds, Ethan felt like he couldn’t breathe. All he could see was the disheveled, tear- streaked girl, her desperate eyes breaking his heart.
Dawn had already sobered up, surviving purely on instinct.
But the loud music made all her calls useless.
When her eyesnded on Ethan, she felt like she’d seen a savior. A faint, delicate smile tugged at her lips. Her voice was barely a whisper, “You … came.”
He’se <i>to </i><i>save </i><i>me </i><i>again</i>.
Ethan’s chest felt like a giant hand was squeezing it, making it hard to breathe.
Seeing her about <i>to </i>copse, he ran forward and scooped her carefully into his arms.
Tony and Linda arrived just then, both gasping at the scene,
Tony quickly took off his jacket and draped it over Janice, while Linda signaled the security guards and stepped aside to call the police.
Ethan’s cold gaze swept the room. When itnded on the stunned Marshall, his dark pupils narrowed sharply. He let out a short, bitterugh, his eyes like sharp des.
Chapter 49 It’s Me
He turned to Tony.
“The rest is up to you. I don’t want to see him hurt anyone again.”
With that, Ethan strode off, holding Dawn securely in his arms.
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It was only then that Marshall realized what had happened. He chased after him, yelling, “Mr. Jackson!”
Tony grabbed him and said sharply, “Mr. Jackson? How dare you even say his name? The police aren’t even here yet. Save your breath for them.”
Ethan brought Dawn home. She was still dazed, her bright red eyes wide like a scared rabbit’s -vacant, helpless, and terrified, with no focus at all.
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Ethan’s heart ached. He gentlyid her on the couch and lifted her face in his hands.
“It’s okay, alright? Look at me–It’s me, Ethan.”
Dawn’s
eyes fluttered slightly, finally settling on his, murmuring, “Ethan…
“Yes, it’s me.”
Ethan exhaled deeply, his voice hoarse. “I’m sorry … It’s all my fault.”
Dawn paused for two quiet seconds, then began to sob softly. “He… he kept trying to pull my clothes off and wouldn’t let me go home. I already refused him–I just wanted to leave so badly