Chapter 75

Private hospital under the Brooks Group. Ethan leaned tiredly against the wall outside the elevator, looking straight at the doors like his life depended on it. When the elevator finally dinged and the doors slid open, a familiar icy little face appeared, and his eyes lit up as he quickly stepped forward. "Miss Grant!" She finally showed up! "What happened?" Vivian’s expression was dark and tense. Seeing Ethan in such a mess, she figured Alexander probably wasn’t attacked. So, someone better explain how that stubborn man managed to piss himself off so badly he got injured? "Mr. Brooks… he tripped and fell…" Ethan blurted out, and the second he said it, he wanted to punch himself. Even a toddler wouldn’t buy that crap. "Try again." Vivian took a step closer, eyes sharp as knives as she stared him down. The cold pressure she gave off was real—no filter, no warning. Ethan felt a chill run down his spine the second their eyes met. He had a sudden gut feeling: if he didn't start talking, he