The Lost Heir's Vendetta

Chapter Hundred And Two

It was Ethan upon further look. He had suddenly parked his car right in front of Aidan’s as they were pulling out of the hospital premises. Aidan was furious at this act of his. To make matters worse, the paparazzi were right behind his car, looking for the easiest scoop of news they could grasp their hands on.

“Let him in” He reluctantly said to Malcolm. This whole shit show was irritating the living daylight out of him.

Malcolm did as was instructed and Ethan hopped into the backseat with no hesitation and the car pulled away, maneuvering the paparazzi.

“Are you out of your damn mind?! What the fuck do you think you would achieve by doing that?! Is that Doris’s last attempt to escape the law?!” Aidan was furious. His vein throbbed as he brawled on him.

Ethan cowered to the very end of the seat he sat on. He gulped down, knowing well he was wrong for even making such a useless and daring attempt. But he had to, that was the only way he could get to see his boss and ask him for a fa