Billionaire's Match

Chapter 962

“Just give it to me. I’ll handle it.”

Charlotte blinked in surprise. Ethan usually liked to boss her around-she was used to it-but she still nodded and handed over the documents.

Soon, the assistant returned the papers. Ethan’s signature was sharp and decisive, the handwriting impressively neat.

“By the way, how’s Ethan’s health? Everything okay?” Charlotte asked.

The assistant nodded. “He looks fine, all things considered. He’s been in meetings all day.” 3

If his work energy was running at full throttle, then he was probably alright. Charlotte relaxed and didn’t press further.

That afternoon, after finishing a project meeting, Charlotte stepped out of the conference room and ran straight into Ethan. He was perfectly dressed in a tailored suit, his tie meticulous, but his complexion was pale and the dark circles under his eyes were pronounced.

“Hi Ethan,” she greeted proactively.

He only gave a brief nod in response, not sparing her a second glance as he brushed past.

off him and couldn’t help but feel slightly

was still harboring

his feelings cooled

and Charlotte stayed

left, she passed Ethan’s office. He was still there, with

hesitated. Should she check on him, since he was technically the

followed her usual routine, buying a few things on the way and taking the quiet path home.

had fallen, and she again heard footsteps behind

time, she wasn’t panicked-just quickened

a shadow appeared around the corner

blocked her path, and men emerged both in front and behind,

something was wrong, there was no escape. She tried to scream, but a hand

old, with no security and mostly elderly residents. She had rented here

“Help! Ugh-”

Two men pinned her tightly.