Ethan Sterling held her, striding out. The armed men around didn't dare to harm him, merely watching him walk away.
They actually let Ethan Sterling clear a path just like that.
Seraphina Redgrave leaned obediently against his chest, her ear catching the sound of his heartbeat gradually calming.
Forget it.
At this point, pushing him away seemed to have no other impact than causing him harm.
"Ethan!"
Miles Harrington approached with a complex expression, blocking Ethan's path directly. "Can you stop acting recklessly? It's already time for the execution, but Seraphina hasn't arrived yet. Surely there are tycoons on their way here. How will you explain what you've done if they see you like this?"
Holding Seraphina, Ethan's face remained expressionless. He merely raised an eyebrow at the words, "Since when do they have the right to demand an explanation from me?"
