Billionaire's Match

Chapter 864

Charlotte stayed quiet. Ethan had, in fact, revealed the true reason behind Nancy's despair. Yet even so, Nancy remained the victim, and Charlotte couldn't bring herself to blame her.

"Does that mean that kind people-those who genuinely want to do good for others-are destined to be wrong in this world?" she murmured. Ethan was silent for a moment.

"Not wrong. It's just... human nature, life itself."

"That scumbag..." Charlotte began, voice tight with anger.

"I've already dealt with him," Ethan interrupted.

Seeing that Charlotte believed him, he picked up his bowl of porridge and started eating. He bore some responsibility for Nancy's ordeal, and those disgusting people had always repulsed him.

played by the rules. If restitution was to be had,

old saying "a son inherits the debts of his father" became literal: the ex was forced arranged by

were far harsher than what had ever harassed Nancy-being "hospitalized" every three days was the least of it. Even the new girlfriend wasn't spared.

face the same consequences. And Ethan didn't stop there. He extended a seemingly benevolent offer to the helpless ex: take a

once endured, the ex's misdeeds exposed to the university, and the pair even got dragged into a police case. Humiliated and without

would spend a lifetime paying for what he'd done. The private club was unforgiving, the wealthy patron part of a gray-market operation, and news coverage of the fallout forced

Charlotte snorted, a note of grudging admiration in her voice. She was smiling, though-the heaviness that had pressed on her chest moments ago had lifted, replaced by a warm sense of justice

me or insulting

you," Charlotte said