Chapter 117 Ethan's Move

• The mood was thick with tension as Ethan moved back in his chair, the low light of the penthouse shadows on his angular features. His companion, Marcus Vaughn, came bursting in with a look of rage and barely contained rage.
• “You’ve been busy, Marcus growled, tossing a folder onto the table between them. The papers came spilling out—bank statements, texts, agreements that Ethan had arranged under the guise of being on Ethan's behalf.
• Ethan didn’t flinch. On the other hand, he allowed it to creep over his lips in a slow, knowing way. “And here I thought you’d be impressed with my initiative.