The Guardian's Return (Ethan Rivers) novel Chapter 508

As long as the Grand Marshal’s only successor stayed quiet, they could say that everyone else was just lying.

Stephen set off right away. He wanted to leave through the front gate but saw a crowd of reporters waiting outside. They would catch him the moment he showed his face. Stephen had no choice but to climb over the wall and quickly return to the capital toward Drakthorn Ridge.

Half a day later, he finally arrived at Ethan’s villa where it was very quiet. Stephen looked at the villa and felt a surprising sense of calm.

The journey here had been so clamorous. Everyone was talking about him, and he constantly felt like someone was watching him. He was afraid of being recognized. Fortunately, he made it here smoothly.

As he walked into the villa and smelled a faint fragrance, he felt his fatigue disappear.

“Ethan.” Stephen quickly approached Ethan.

Ethan looked at him calmly. “You still have time to come to me at a time like this? It seems you’re not that pressured.”

Stephen knew that Ethan was fully aware of everything.

“I need your help.” Stephen took the initiative to ask for help.

“No,” Ethan refused without even listening.

Stephen was stunned. He was asking for help as a concession, but Ethan rejected him outright without even hearing him out!

Stephen was furious, but he needed Ethan’s help now, so he had no choice but to hold back. It was not the first time Ethan made him mad, so his tolerance had increased slightly.

“Do you want freedom?” Stephen took a deep breath. “Or do you want Rachel? If you want freedom, I can expand your range of movement. You can go up to the mountaintop or walk to the foot of the mountain. If you want Rachel, I can have her bring you a meal.”

However, neither of those were things that Ethan needed. The guards watching him were already devoted to him. If he wanted to leave, they would even help arrange a car for him.

As for Rachel, he had never been interested in her. Even if she came wearing the most beautiful wedding dress, he would not even spare her a glance. If he wanted, there were plenty of prettier and more influential girls to accompany him.

“Stop wasting your time,” Ethan said. “No means no. You made this mess. Don’t come to me for help.”

Stephen’s face turned pale. Ethan was the last hope he could think of. If Ethan did not help him, he had no idea what to do. His mind raced. Was there really no way to convince Ethan?