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Ethan, however, surprised her.

Now that he held full authority, he could enforce decisions regardless of others’ opinions. He didn’t need Khloe’s backing to act-but Charlotte had already spoken on his behalf.

Although Ethan felt it was unnecessary, it left him quietly satisfied. Working alongside Khloe always gave him a sense of comradeship, as if he weren’t just her subordinate but a part of the lifeblood supporting Morrison Group. That kind of natural, deeply rooted responsibility was something he had never felt in the past-neither at Morrison Group nor when working under Clarice, no matter how hard he tried.

“Don’t worry too much,” he said suddenly after finishing business with Charlotte, his voice low and calm.” Everything will be fine. Morrison Group will be fine. Khloe and Nick will be fine too.”

Charlotte looked at him. He remained seated, head down, organizing documents, offering no extra eye contact. Yet that single, understated reassurance carried more weight than a thousand words.

Though sharp and reliable in her work, Charlotte’s greatest weakness was anxiety-and most of her worries centered on those she cared about. When the Hunt or Morrison Group faced danger, she panicked far more than she would for herself.

“Mm.” She nodded, her gaze toward Ethan now full of trust.

“Thank you, Ethan,” she said softly.

no need. It’s

Ethan glanced at his watch. “Almost time to leave.

know about us?” Charlotte blinked, surprised at how well-informed he was about

situation.

briefly, still keeping his eyes

brow, and his tall frame wobbled, almost

gasped and instinctively rushed forward to steady

and only as she got closer did she notice his ashen face, pale to the point of looking almost sickly. A fine layer

an old injury?” she asked, concern threading her

long pause, he nodded faintly-but immediately pushed

injury… wasn’t it already healed?

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