“Ha ha ha, young Ethan, what wind blew you to my humble abode? Such an honor, such an honor! Ha ha ha!” Standing before the main entrance of the Sky bar, a middle-aged man with a bald head, clad in a red, modernized traditional long robe, incessantly rubbed his hands together while bursting into obsequious laughter. If not knowing well that the person was Big Brother Jevin, the leader of the Fish Market gang, The Spinel folks would not have recognized him - one of the top figures in the underworld of New Single city. However, Ethan's face bore no expression at this moment. He only glanced at Jevin briefly before walking straight into the bar. Seeing this, the Spinels quickly followed behind him. Meanwhile, the smile on Jevin's face hadn't faded; he even slightly bowed his head, not daring to look straight at Ethan. “Mr. Jevin, who was that just now? Why did they seem so arrogant? They didn't even consider us!” At this moment, standing beside Jevin was a young man, still quite g
"Hello, I'm Ethan's friend, Spinel. It's a pleasure to meet you!" Spinel, unfazed by Londyn's questioning gaze, even offered a warm smile and a polite nod. Londyn returned the greeting awkwardly. "You go ahead, my home isn't far from here. I'll contact you if anything comes up!" Ethan suddenly spoke, leaving both women in shock. However, Spinel recovered quickly, smiled, nodded, and said: "Alright, I'll go now." After her departure, Londyn turned to Ethan, her voice laced with a complex mix of emotions: "Is she really just your friend?" For some reason, seeing the way Spinel looked at Ethan, the closeness they shared, made her feel uneasy. However, she wasn't sure why she was upset and decided to probe Ethan. "Of course not!" Ethan answered without hesitation, which took Londyn by surprise. "But, she used to be my teammate. We have some work-related matters to discuss, that's why we met. What are you trying to get at by probing into our relationship?" Ethan quickly clarified, l
"Who?!" Discovering that someone had silently appeared behind her, the masked woman was slightly startled, shouting out in surprise. However, when she saw that the person appearing in front of her was just an ordinary high school girl holding a lollipop, the tension on her face relaxed slightly. "Kid, this matter has nothing to do with you. You'd better stay as far away as possible. Otherwise, don't blame me for my cruelty!" With that, the woman in the shrouded attire planned to carry the unconscious London away from the couch in the living room. But at that moment, the young girl tilted her head, looked at the woman and revealed a somewhat strange smile. "Oh, is that so?" Seeing this action of the young girl, for some reason, the woman in the shrouded attire became slightly terrified. However, after scanning the surroundings once more, she didn't find what she was looking for. Eventually, the woman lost patience, waving dismissively. "Fine then, if you don't know your plac
“Are you alright?!” Noticing Ethan exiting their daughter's room, his complexion unusually pallid, Londyn rushed to inquire after him, a trace of anxiety creeping into her heart. “I'm fine, it's still early. I could use your help. While we wait for our little one to wake up, we could prepare for her birthday party!” As he spoke, Ethan cast Londyn a quick glance, just noticing that she had already donned her apron. She held a soup ladle, the very image of a dutiful and caring woman. But upon closer inspection, there was a smudge of flour on her face, which made him stifle a chuckle. "How so? Is there something on my face?" At that moment, Londyn also noticed Ethan's intent gaze fixed on her face. For an instant, her heart fluttered a little, and she hurriedly wiped her face with her hand. However, this action only served to spread the flour that was on her face instead of wiping it off, stretching it across her cheek. By now, Ethan was barely able to hold back a chuckle. Then, h
Of course, Londyn knew that Ethan and London were bluffing. But she didn't want to confront them. Instead, she felt a sense of curiosity about what Ethan's gift might be. "Mommy, you're not mad at me, are you?" London suddenly grasped Londyn's hand, her eyes filled with worry. Seeing her daughter's troubled expression, Londyn leaned down and placed her hand on London's shoulder. "Why would Mommy be mad at you?" Hearing this, London frowned and bit her lip. After a moment, she shook her head. "I shouldn't have lied to Daddy, telling him today is also your birthday." Upon hearing her daughter's answer, Londyn fell silent, not uttering another word. Sensing her mother's silence, little London couldn't help feeling a bit anxious, and decided to speak out. "Mom, you're not really mad at me, are you? I truly didn't mean any harm. I just wanted Dad to give you a present. For years, you've been the one to buy birthday gifts for me, and no one ever gave you one. Now that Dad is back,
Carefully placing the necklace around Londyn's neck, Ethan was taken aback by the radiance she emanated. Whether it was due to Londyn's beauty or the necklace complementing her, Londyn seemed to glow. Even Ethan was momentarily lost in her beauty. "Wow, mommy looks so beautiful!" Little Londyn, sitting on the side, could not contain her excitement, and started clapping in praise. Seeing Ethan's adoring gaze and hearing her daughter's cheering, Londyn blushed. She slightly lowered her head, looking at the necklace adorning her neck. "Does it really look that beautiful?" She murmured, her voice no louder than a whisper. However, being so close, Ethan heard her despite his momentary daze. But Ethan didn't interrupt, he just continued to admire her with intensified focus. "Daddy, daddy, you and mommy should kiss! My friend said that whenever her daddy gives her mommy a birthday gift, they always kiss like this!" Suddenly, little Londyn piped up with her suggestion. Both Ethan
"Captain, you've arrived?" Standing before the gates of the mansion, Spinel, dressed in uniform, saluted Ethan with serious respect. In return, she was met with Ethan's stern, unfeeling gaze. "How's the investigation coming along?" At Ethan's question, Spinel hesitated slightly, her face displaying a touch of embarrassment. Nonetheless, she did not hide anything, choosing to spill the truth. "The results are not very promising! Our investigations have led us to suspect the perpetrator might be a member of a professional assassin organization. Moreover, there's an electronic chip implanted in her head. We suspect it's a mini bomb, equipped with an automatic detonation mechanism. It'll explode if her memories are tampered with, simultaneously wiping her entire memory." Ethan listened to Spinel's report in silence, his face impassive, giving nothing away. Then he walked towards the mansion, finally saying with an icy calmness, "Follow me to the interrogation room. I want to see
"Let's go!" As he withdrew his hand, Ethan's gaze bore no shred of sentiment. His icy stare penetrated the shaking form of the female assassin slumped in her chair, his voice calmly addressing Spinel. Seeing Ethan no longer engaged in the investigation, Spinel had already deduced the outcome. So, upon hearing his words, she followed him without hesitation, calmly striding out into the world beyond. Not long after their departure, a deafening explosion filled the interrogation room. The assassin's head had exploded, painting the room in a grisly mix of blood and gore, which rained down onto the floor. The observers watching through the screen outside let out a chorus of fearful cries. However, after an initial shock, they regained their composure. After all, they were no strangers to such gruesome scenes. "Captain!" "Captain!" As Ethan emerged from the interrogation room, his crew echoed in unison. He responded to them with a slight nod. Then he turned his gaze to the screen