Rocky's mother glanced at Christopher's sister's delicate, lovely face again, thinking, 'No wonder she has such a rich gentleman by her side.'
"Thirty thousand isn't too much. That should be enough to buy your son's life."
Charlotte opened her mouth to argue, but Ethan took a long drag from his cigarette and let the smoke puff directly in the mother's face.
The woman coughed a few times, eyes widening in shock. Her husband immediately barked, "Watch your mouth!"
Ethan smiled faintly. "My mouth is perfectly clean. I brush my teeth several times a day. You two, on the other hand, are stinking me out from across the room. And tell me—why are you so greedy? You finally get a chance to extort some money, and you demand thirty thousand? That's less than my dog's lunch!"
Charlotte froze. She hadn't expected Ethan to speak up for her.
It wasn't exactly helping the situation, but it felt incredibly satisfying.
The couple was livid. They stood there, nostrils flaring, gaping at him, unable to figure out how to respond. After a few seconds, they managed to spit out some curses. "Are you looking for trouble? Believe it or not, I'll have Christopher thrown in the police station, ruin his studies..."
"Impressive..."
Before they could finish, Ethan clapped his hands slowly.
Charlotte realized he was deliberately provoking them. She narrowed her eyes. "Ethan, Christopher's about to take the SATs. I need this resolved. This matters."
If he helped, she could accept it. If he made things worse, he would be the first to get a slap—before even them.
"Christopher, come here."


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