CHAPTER 127: CHAPTER 127: STELLAN ASTON STRIKES CHARLOTTE SUMMERS

Charlotte Summers was shocked that Stellan Aston actually wanted her to apologize to Yvette Aston?

"Brother..." Charlotte Summers croaked.

"Even if Yvette owes you, you shouldn’t... spread rumors and defame her private life. Apologize to her, and we’ll go home," Stellan Aston insisted.

Behind Ethan Grant, Yvette Aston’s gaze was fixed on him. She was stunned by what Ethan said and had yet to recover.

Six years... from the scandal of the pretend heiress to her imprisonment.

It’s been a full six years.

In those six years, no one had stood before her and objectively spoken on her behalf.

Her tongue-tied, stunned expression often left her unable to say anything, unable to explain herself, no matter how hard she tried to give a satisfactory answer.

But Ethan Grant, it seemed, had said every word right to her heart, shocking her, yet also making her feel moved.

He seemed to express all her grievances more convincingly than she ever could.

Tears welled up, and Yvette Aston couldn’t help wanting to cry.

In the past, she cried over grievances; now, she wanted to cry because someone spoke for her.

"Why should I apologize to her? Her private life is indeed a mess. Did I say anything wrong? Six years ago at Ripple Court Hotel, a strange man entered her room, it’s something everyone knew about, even the media reported it. Was I wrong?" Charlotte Summers shouted uncontrollably.

"Slap!" Stellan Aston raised his hand and slapped Charlotte Summers.

Afterwards, even Stellan was shocked that he actually struck Charlotte Summers.

The one he should have hit most was himself.

His fingers trembled continuously as his eyes reddened. He lowered his voice, "Apologize and come home with me!"

Charlotte Summers stared at Stellan Aston in shock, raising her hand to cover her cheek.

Clearly, Charlotte Summers was also frightened by Stellan Aston.

Stellan’s gaze just now was full of anger and threat.

Charlotte Summers knew that Stellan was well aware of the truth from six years ago, where she had set up an ambush at the hotel to disgrace Yvette with Jayden Grant and the media.

Stellan knew everything...

Charlotte Summers was momentarily afraid.

Over the years, Stellan Aston had spoiled her too much, giving in to her whims, almost making her forget that Stellan knew about all her past deeds.

"Brother..." Charlotte Summers nervously looked at Stellan, pleading with him to keep it secret, not to let Jayden Grant know.

"Stellan, what are you doing!" Jayden Grant was evidently shocked as well, stunned that Stellan would hit his own sister.

"I’m apologizing... I’m sorry." Charlotte Summers feigned grievance, turning to Yvette Aston. "Yvette! I apologize to you, sorry, I shouldn’t have spread rumors about your private life."

Ethan Grant looked at Yvette Aston with a complicated expression.

Six years ago, Ripple Court Hotel?

Was it a coincidence?

Christopher Carter checked; Yvette was indeed at the Ripple Court on that day, but not on the same floor as him.

So the possibility was almost zero.

Moreover, Summers’ biological father was Henry Jennings.

He must have been overthinking.

"Charlotte Summers, I don’t accept your apology." Yvette Aston, who had remained silent, finally spoke hoarsely after a long pause.

She couldn’t accept such a meaningless apology from Charlotte Summers. "Actions speak louder than words, and I have a clear conscience."

"Yvette!" Charlotte Summers got a little excited.

But Stellan Aston appeared intense, and Charlotte Summers had to back down. "Yvette, I was wrong to accuse you of an affair with Tom Ziegler and the others before getting the facts straight. I apologize."

Yvette Aston remained silent.

"Ethan, I apologize for holding everyone up at work..." Charlotte Summers gripped her fingers tightly.

Though she spoke her apologies, inside, she resented Yvette.

"Since there’s a mistake, it should come with consequences. A simple sorry is too light," Ethan Grant looked at Jayden Grant. "Charlotte Summers is your responsibility. She made the mistake, you bear the consequence. For the company’s expansion project in the desert, you will personally oversee it, and until the project is completed, I don’t want to see you."

Ethan Grant was sending Jayden Grant to endure the harsh weather in the desert for three months!

With Jayden Grant out of the way, Charlotte Summers would be more docile.

Without Jayden Grant, Charlotte Summers would probably not even dare to step outside.

She looked panicked at Jayden Grant, emotionally charged. "Jayden, call Uncle Grant. How can he send you to that wretched place?"

"Mr. Grant is the CEO of the company, and Jayden Grant reports directly to him. The desert project is the group’s key project this year. How could it become a wretched place?" Christopher Carter looked puzzled.

Jayden Grant turned a dark expression away from Charlotte Summers.

Clearly, he also understood that Charlotte Summers had gone too far this time.

Grasping Charlotte’s wrist, he lowered his head and left.

Today had really been embarrassing enough.

"Alright, alright, everyone disperse. Back to work," Christopher Carter instructed the onlookers to leave.

"Mr. Grant, it’s time to head to the airport."

Ethan Grant acknowledged with a sound and gestured for Christopher to start the car, gently taking Yvette Aston’s wrist and leading her into the office.

Yvette Aston’s fingers went numb, and as Ethan Grant closed the door, she couldn’t hold back her tears.

"If you’re bullied, fight back. If you’re defamed, don’t think of proving your innocence, think of making them prove what they said is true. If it’s untrue, it’s slander, and you can be more aggressive." Ethan Grant leaned against the wall, his voice low.

Yvette almost found herself backed into a corner by Ethan, clinging to the edge of her clothes, whispering, "I... I don’t have a messy private life..."

She was aggrieved, afraid Ethan would misunderstand her.

Before, she hadn’t cared about misunderstandings, as there was no one worth explaining for.

But now, she cared, she cared about Ethan Grant’s perspective and his opinion.

"Then next time, how would you shut her up?" Ethan Grant’s tone was fierce.

There was a hint of questioning.

Frightened, Yvette glanced at Ethan and quickly lowered her head, like a student caught by a teacher, flustered and at a loss. "Make... make her prove what she said is true, bring evidence, and if there’s no evidence, then... report it to the police."

Ethan burst out laughing. "The police are busy enough; you want to waste their efforts every time?"

"Then..." Yvette grew nervous. What should she do then?

"A gentleman resorts to action rather than words." Ethan gestured for Yvette to gather her things and follow him downstairs.

Yvette was surprised, trailing eagerly after Ethan. "Mr. Grant, but... what if I can’t win?"

"With me here, what are you afraid of?" Ethan spoke calmly.

Yvette opened her mouth, "...What if you’re not there?"

Ethan paused, looking at Yvette. "If I’m not there, call me, and wait until I arrive."

Yvette sniffed, smiling slightly, quickening her steps to follow Ethan.

It felt good to have someone supporting her...

Though uncertain about how long Ethan could be her support.

An unfounded anxiety and panic settled in her chest, making her bow her head.

She couldn’t rely too much on Ethan Grant.

Otherwise... the fish that escaped from water might just die of thirst.

...

Airport.

Wendy Bell had arrived early at the airport, waiting alongside Ethan Grant’s secretary for his arrival.

"Charlotte Summers caused trouble at the company, how did Yvette handle it?" Wendy asked.

"Mr. Grant stepped in to handle it for her," Secretary Ziegler quickly answered.

Wendy’s face turned unusually grim, stunned as she looked at Secretary Ziegler.

Did Ethan Grant intervene in the mess between Charlotte Summers and Yvette? What exactly were his feelings for Yvette?

She couldn’t allow things to develop further between Ethan Grant and Yvette; she had to marry Ethan as soon as possible.

"Secretary Ziegler, this time at the hotel, make sure not to mess it up," Wendy Bell instructed, with a meaningful tone.

Secretary Ziegler went pale, nodding nervously. "Yes..."

Wendy Bell planned to drug Ethan and have the media capture scandalous photos of her and Ethan in a hotel room together.