CHAPTER 107: CHAPTER 107: GUESS THE PASSWORD

Ethan Sterling used a towel to dry the droplets of water from his hair, his chiseled face softened by the steam, and his amber eyes glanced at Seraphina Redgrave, unable to conceal his desire.

Ethan wouldn’t be planning to stay at the hospital tonight, would he?

She had just been saved from the brink of death, relying on IV fluids to live, and even she had postponed her escape plan, yet this person still wouldn’t let her go?

She must say something quickly to dispel his interest.

Thinking of this, Seraphina placed her phone on the bedside table and asked Ethan, "Did you capture Lena Lynch and Mia Redgrave?"

"Yes."

Ethan did not hide anything and tossed the towel he had just used to dry his hair, then walked to the bedside, handing the phone to Seraphina: "Password JXM, open it and you can see the surveillance software."

A strange password.

But just like that, he gave her the password. Wasn’t he afraid she’d do something?

As Seraphina thought about this, she unlocked the phone screen and opened the surveillance Ethan mentioned, revealing a live stream of the surveillance in progress.

It seemed to be a damp house, and Seraphina could even make out the walls marked with water stains under the high-definition camera, with Lena and Mia looking desolate on the ground.

The two of them looked as wretched as the signs of Ethan’s coldness, their lips even showing remnants of vomit, and their clothes were still the wet ones from yesterday, clinging to their bodies.

Mia and Lena looked much worse than she was.

The bodyguard walked up to them: "Still daring to close your eyes?! The Young Master Sterling brought you here to enjoy yourselves?"

The two of them started wailing again.

Mia cried even more miserably, looking at the bodyguard, letting out a cry akin to a young beast: "Don’t do this to me, I beg you, please let me go. I won’t target Seraphina anymore, never again."

"Regret it now? Does regret help? She’s Ethan’s woman, and you dared to harm her. How bold must you be!"

The person snorted coldly.

"I’m sorry, I did wrong, please forgive me, please..."

Mia desperately tried to hide behind Lena.

Seraphina watched the phone, her eyes revealing a hint of mockery.

Now you know regret?

"Already this spineless? Still not enough? All that’s in your stomach is cleared out, feeling hungry? Come, have a super spicy hotpot, the kind Sichuanese and Chongqing people can’t handle, it will definitely burn your guts through." The person had no intention of sparing Mia and Lena.

Scooping a spoonful of chili from the hotpot.

Eating something so spicy right after having their stomachs washed.

Seraphina watched the pitiful Redgrave mother and daughter on the screen, as Ethan sat beside her, pulling Seraphina forcefully into his embrace, treating her like a pillow.

The movements were intimate.

As if they were already a couple.

Seraphina tried hard to ignore the intense body heat of the man beside her, continuing to watch the screen of her phone.

"No!!"

In the surveillance footage, Mia clearly realized how much suffering she would endure eating the chili, frantically trying to hide.

Lena, already in her forties, was in a worse state than Mia, her head drenched in sweat from the pain but seeing her daughter’s terrified face, still shielded her, pain suppressed as she said: "Let me, let me, not Mona..."

Seraphina watched Lena, with no hesitation, shield Mia and eat that big spoonful of glaring red chili, losing consciousness the next second, leaving only a body convulsing uncontrollably.

This was true maternal love.

Seraphina regarded the surveillance footage, expressionless, returning the phone to Ethan, and said, "Let them back into the Redgrave Family."

Upon hearing this, Ethan appeared a bit displeased, releasing Seraphina, his tone turning sarcastic: "I didn’t know my wild rose grew so many thorns yet remained so merciful to those who harmed her."

She used to be all spikes at Kaelor.

"Acting too ruthlessly, if they died, and the Redgrave Family faded away, they wouldn’t get to see the psychological gap I’d created for them."

On this point, Seraphina and Ethan were in agreement; rather than a quick death, letting them live to see how miserable they were could better serve as revenge.

Seeing that Seraphina wasn’t acting out of a saintly heart, Ethan felt reassured, taking out his phone: "Then I’ll let them go."

Thinking it over, Seraphina added, "Have them wash their stomachs a few more times."

Mia would like it.

"Do it again? They’ll truly be wasted."

Ethan raised an eyebrow at Seraphina.

"The pain I suffered at the Redgrave Family, it’s not too much to exchange it with a few stomach washes for them, is it?"

Seraphina spoke faintly.

She had endured so much hardship, why couldn’t the Redgrave people?

Ethan looked at her, chuckling, pinching her cheek: "Your ways of dealing with such rubbish really have a flavor of mine, I find myself more and more interested in you."

No need.

She wasn’t like Ethan at all; their thoughts were entirely different.

She avoided Ethan’s hand, and he slowly approached her, his gaze locked on her, gradually leaning down until finally, their lips met.

Ethan painstakingly pried open Seraphina’s lips bit by bit, plundering inside her mouth.

So close, so close that Seraphina could smell the fragrance of Ethan’s shower gel on him.

Seraphina reached out trying to push Ethan away, but Ethan easily grabbed her wrist, then pushed her onto the bed.

Ethan rolled onto the bed, kissing even more earnestly, leaving Seraphina unable to move at all, merely watching the hospital lights, feeling like she was doomed.

Ethan’s kisses shifted, starting to grind on Seraphina’s neck, face, and collarbone. Seraphina weakly spoke, "Young Master Sterling, I haven’t fully recovered."

Ethan’s breath, stained with lust, instantly calmed, casting a cold look at Seraphina, a bit angrily: "Blaming me? Said you’d wait for my return, yet deliberately drank the poison yourself?"

Ethan’s imagination was quite rich, just like something she could do.

Seraphina obediently denied: "No."

Ethan looked at Seraphina, observing her expression, she always had a clean aura, even now her complexion pale, couldn’t hide her clean disposition and those pure eyes.

Seraphina observed Ethan, allowing him to scrutinize her.

After a long time, Ethan pinched Seraphina’s cheek then picked up the phone and said, "Alright then, don’t say I’m bullying you, if you can guess why I designed this phone password, I’ll let you go."

"If not, tonight, regardless of whether you can handle it or not, you’ll have to do it."

Ethan was seriously frightening, not joking in the slightest.

If not for seeing her truly pale complexion, he wouldn’t let her go.

Forcibly pulling Seraphina into his embrace again, then handing her the phone to give her a chance to save herself.

Seraphina did not reach out; this was not a life-threatening issue, speaking faintly: "Your sister must really like cats."

As soon as she said this, Ethan’s expression twisted, his amber eyes stared unblinkingly at her, as if assessing.

Seraphina found it a bit strange: "What?"

"Nothing."

Ethan denied, continuing to stare at her, his heartbeat accelerating.

"You’re sharp and bold, not one to leave marks on your body unless... this mark is significant to you. It can only mean it relates to your most cherished sister."