Chapter 308

In the bathroom. Clara Walton lounged in the bathtub, her slender fingers lazily brushing the water’s surface. Every movement sent a few droplets spilling over the edge, but she didn’t seem to care. Her mind kept circling back to the things she'd heard earlier — those swirling rumors, particularly about Ethan Blackwood’s company. Just then, her phone buzzed. She grabbed the earbuds lying nearby, tucked them in, and picked up the call from Vincent Bennett. “Hey, bro,” Clara greeted him lazily. “Did Felix get himself into trouble again?” “No, nothing like that,” Vincent replied quickly, then paused for a beat. “Are you up to date on what’s happening with Ethan’s company?” That one question immediately made Clara feel a little uneasy. She couldn't explain it, but deep down, she had a hunch the rumors from earlier weren’t just wild talk. She tightened her grip on the edge of the tub before replying calmly, “There’s been chatter, but nothing on the news. Everything seems... clean.” “Of cour