Billionaire's Match (by Tangy Candy) novel Chapter 290

Chapter 290

That girl had been like a light in Charlotte’s life.

In the darkest, most helpless moments, she had accompanied Charlotte through countless nightmares, offering support and strength. But suddenly, that light had gone out forever in her world.

Charlotte couldn’t believe someone would give up on life for no reason-not even heartbreak could drive her to

that extent… not ever.

Ethan paused, the wine glass in his hand frozen midair. His usually unfocused gaze sharpened briefly, though the effect was quickly masked by the alcohol. He smirked.

“You mean… her? She was just… someone from the past.”

“Someone from the past?” Charlotte’s nails dug sharply into her palms. She forced her voice to remain steady.” Was she important? And now… where is she?”

Ethan was silent for a moment, tilting his head back to drain the glass. The alcohol amplified the storm within him, and for a fleeting second, his calculating, sharp eyes revealed a rare, complex grief.

“She’s dead.”

His voice was hoarse, but the tone was calm, as if stating a fact that had nothing to do with him.

Even though Charlotte had braced herself, hearing those words escape his lips sent a shiver straight from her feet to the crown of her head. Her chest ached unbearably.

She forced back the tears threatening to spill, lowering her gaze. “How…? Was it illness?”

Ethan let out a harsh, humorless laugh. “Illness? Kind of. Putting everything into someone else’s hands and ending up shattered…’

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His words seemed aimed at the girl, yet somehow also carried a veiled message about something else entirely. Charlotte felt her blood run cold at the thought.

“Someone must have hurt her… that person… deserves to die.”

The words escaped her mouth, but Ethan didn’t even notice. He leaned on the table with one elbow, the wine glass in hand, and mocked lightly, “Deserve to die? No one’s innocent. Everyone just stands in different positions, sees things from different angles.”

Hearing his casual, indifferent tone, Charlotte’s hatred coalesced. She looked at him: from head to toe, Ethan exuded the calm confidence of someone always in control. Even when speaking of a life lost, he remained disturbingly nonchalant, unbendingly arrogant.

Yet to him, someone so insignificant could be, in another’s eyes, the most precious thing in the world.

“Ethan,” Charlotte’s voice trembled slightly, “you’re so capable, so seemingly in possession of everything… do you ever feel life is dull? That there’s no challenge left?”

Ethan lifted his gaze to her, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Oh? Are you offering to make my life a little more challenging?”

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“I’m just curious,” Charlotte said, lowering her eyes. “For someone like you… What do you desire most?”

He didn’t answer immediately. It was a question he’d pondered himself countless times-and yet, of all people, it was Charlotte asking him now.

After a long pause, he spoke evenly. “Probably… fame, freedom, happiness.”

Three enormous things. Three things that perfectly reflected Ethan’s insatiable greed. He wanted it all.

“Happiness?” Charlotte felt a sharp pang at that word. “Wouldn’t that be easy for you?”

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