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Ethan Mark: Billionaire in Disguise 32. The Report of The Board Meeting
"You're here," Victorial voiced, immediately gazing at Alexander with her pleasurable eyes like a radiant sunrise breaking through a dark, stormy sky. However, her expression quickly sank into curiosity as Alexander's face was devoid of a smile or any hint of positive enthusiasm, like a barren desert devoid of life and color.Similarly, Davis shared Alexander's unfortunate experience, his face bearing a battered sadness as he continued to stare at his feet. He hadn't glanced at Isabella's face since he entered the mansion.If it were up to Isabella, she would have threatened to pour hot water on Davis and make him leave the mansion like a boiling volcano ready to erupt with fiery vengeance. But the situation they were in was much bigger than her own emotions, so she focused solely on her father."Leave us," Victorial ordered immediately, and every private chef who had assisted in arranging the dining for this supposed perfect evening left them alone."What happened? What did that bast
Ethan Mark: Billionaire in Disguise 33. The Rush To The Hospital
"Mr. Alexander!" Davis called at the loudest volume of his voice, but if Alexander heard him, it was a lie.In the bathtub, water mixed with soap and antiseptic, and there lay Alexander, lifeless like a broken statue, robbed of all vitality and expression.Davis, confused about what to do at this moment, took three backward steps like a startled deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car. The private security guards who rushed closely behind him faced the sight of the dead Alexander lying motionless in the bathtub.First, they carried him out of the bathtub and laid his drenched self on the ground. Then they examined him from head to toe and discovered that Alexander had caused his own death by slitting his wrist in the bathtub, leaving the whole floor and the whole bathtub bloody.The look on the private guards' faces was an expression of their inner question about what could have happened for their master to finally decide to take his own life.At this moment, it was evident t
Ethan Mark: Billionaire in Disguise 34. At The Hospital
Convincing Sophia to unplug her headphones and finally follow Davis away from the beach house was as difficult as prying open a seashell sealed shut by the relentless grip of the ocean.However, mentioning that her grandparents had been hospitalized and that they needed her presence to feel better immediately shifted her thoughts like a sudden gust of wind swirling through a calm summer day, stirring up a whirlwind of questions and concern. and compelled her to follow Davis.Upon arriving at the hospital, Davis approached the receptionist's desk and said, "Hi, I'm Davis, and this is Sophia Rosewood. Her grandparents, Mr. and Mrs. Rosewood, were admitted here earlier today. Could we see them?""No, you can't. They are both in separate surgical rooms at the moment. You can wait for them in the waiting area. There is already an Isabella Rosewood there," the receptionist replied, her voice dripping with a mix of authority and empathy, like a symphony conductor directing the emotions of th
Ethan Mark: Billionaire in Disguise 35. The News And Ethan
Suddenly, as the security guard whisked Sophia away, Isabella's eyes darted to the television in the waiting room like a startled cat. Her attention was instantly captured, and her gaze fixed on the screen with a mix of surprise and trepidation, as if a hidden truth about her was about to be reported. Since the time she walked into the waiting room, the television was there, but she didn't pay much mind to it because whatever was shown on it was not a thing of concern compared to the tragic present.But as she caught a glimpse of what appeared to be her own face on the screen, her focus snapped to it with a jolt of shock.Urgently, she tapped Davis, diverting his attention from the image of Isabella's face he had been transfixed on on his phone to look at the television screen. In unison, they rose from their seats and slowly approached the television, their footsteps heavy with anticipation."Where is the remote?" Isabella demanded, her voice laced with frustration. However, no one r
Ethan Mark: Billionaire in Disguise 36. Davis Recklessness
"Good evening, Miss. We are here to see the patients brought here earlier, the Alexander Rosewoods?" Mr. Smith spoke to the two receptionists at the hospital desk, his voice as smooth as velvet.The receptionists, recognizing Ethan and Mr. Smith, couldn't help but show their affectionate side, like avid fans fawning over their favorite celebrities, their eyes shining like stars in the night sky.When patients or their family members walked through the hospital doors, the receptionists always maintained a calm and empathetic tone. Their voices were like gentle waves, soothing troubled souls. However, with Ethan Mark and Mr. Smith, a transformation took place. It was as if a dormant fire suddenly ignited, casting a warm and welcoming glow upon them, like a bonfire on a chilly evening."They are in the postoperative room, sir. But my heart is in dire need of surgery because every beat reminds me of you. Would you do me the honor of going out with me?" one of the receptionists said, her w
Ethan Mark: Billionaire in Disguise 37. Waiting Room
As Mr. Smith opened the door to the postoperative room, he perceived an atmosphere of calm and meticulous care. The room was colored white, invoking a sense of purity and sterility. Soft, diffused lighting bathed the space, providing a soothing ambiance that promoted rest and recovery. His eyes scanned the room, taking in the gentle hum of medical equipment, which subtly indicated the presence of advanced technology. Monitors displayed vital signs, their rhythmic beeps serving as a reassuring melody, monitoring the patients' progress. Intricate lines of IV drips traversed overhead, resembling delicate vines, delivering essential fluids and medications to aid in the healing process. But there was more to the scene. Two sick beds occupied the room, placed side by side, with Mr. Alexander in one and Victoria in the other. Both of them lay with closed eyes, their stillness contrasting with the beeping monitors that assured their vitality. To Mr. Smith's surprise, the room was devoid of
Ethan Mark: Billionaire in Disguise 38. F**k That!
And at that moment, with an order flowing from Isabella's mouth like the waters of the Red Sea, the security guard swiftly disengaged the pistol's safety and slowly positioned his finger on the trigger."Any last words, Guard?" He voiced it, his tone filled with mockery and satisfaction for a job well done, like a guard who would get a raise after this.As this transpired, Mr. Smith's acute senses were heightened. Being a trained professional, his skills were what led Augustus Markwood to employ him in the first place. Without even looking at a gun, he could discern its model from the sound of its clicks alone. This heightened perception had always been a part of him, since his military days.Amidst it all, Mr. Smith chuckled, even with the pistol still pressed against his head, and remarked, "For a personal guard, you should wield a semi-automatic pistol, something like an M1911, not this single shot sounding like a feeble pop gun." Mr. Smith retorted with a hint of disdain, his voic
Ethan Mark: Billionaire in Disguise 39. Isabella’s Co-operation.
After about a minute of pleading, Isabella and Mr. Smith locked eyes, and he finally opened his mouth to speak."It was never my master's intention to be hostile towards you or your parents. He is waiting for you in the waiting room," Mr. Smith stated, his voice calm and composed. He proceeded to disassemble the pistol into pieces and walked over to the security guard, who still lay on the floor.As he approached, Mr. Smith knelt down, releasing a deep breath and taking a second look at the weakened security guard.The guard's face exhibited clear signs of his feebleness; his expression was cautious, anticipating any potential threat from Mr. Smith, as if seeking to protect himself in the most weary way possible.Chuckling at the guard's wary demeanor, Mr. Smith placed each disassembled piece of the pistol into the guard's suit pocket. He then patted him on the shoulder, akin to a captain assuring one of his soldiers of a successful mission, and spoke to him. "You are not worthy to be
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