After sending the message to Fiona, Charis returned to Ethan’s office.

Ethan was sitting on the leather sofa, carefully examining the documents, his lips pursed in concentration.

“Brandon, how do you think we should deal with this problem?” Charis sat beside Ethan as a blush flamed her cheeks.

After a moment’s thought, she asked, “Are you hungry? You’ve been studying it for so long and haven’t eaten anything yet. Shall I ask the servants to bring some soup here?”

When they started their business in the past, Ethan seldom ate a full meal because of his busy schedule.

Ethan’s entire focus was on the documents. He carefully read and re-read every word, analyzing every bit of it. “No need. I want to deal with the problem first,” he grunted impatiently, without taking his eyes off the document.

Ethan was not as familiar with the overseas business as Charis. It took him a long time to fully understand the situation.

Charis hid her emotions and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “I’m just worried about your health.”

Seeing that Ethan was silent, Charis was sensible enough not to disturb him.

Just then, Charis’s phone vibrated.

a message

Ethan, walked out of the office, and checked on

the water to rescue her. It was too dark out

deleted the message on

about to go back, her phone beeped with a

any way to

lips curled up into a sneer. She turned off the phone and put

accidents. Charis didn’t have the ability to stop it. Even if she did, she wouldn’t get involved in unnecessary issues

the expression on her face and returned to

Charis’s

was a massaga from

Ethan, walkad out of tha offica, and chackad on

watar to rascua har. It

immadiataly dalatad tha massaga on

sha was about to go back, har phona

guass Janat might still ba aliva.” “Do you hava any way to pravant tha saarch and raduca tha possibility of

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