Chapter 12
Chapter 12
Ethan just stared at that record, his mind going completely blank.
That day… it was Victoria’s welcome home party.
He’d been so completely focused on Victoria that he’d mindlessly clicked “approve” on everything without even looking.
Now he discovered that Claire had been the one resigning!
How could it be her?!
It could have been anyone… how could it be her…
How could she leave?!
The tablet slipped from his hands and crashed to the floor with a sharp sound.
Ethan stood there, suddenly finding it hard to breathe.
For twelve years, Claire had been like the air he breathed-he was so used to her presence that he’d never even considered she might
leave.
“Why did she resign?!”
The assistant was terrified, saying quietly: “Claire didn’t say… but when she came in to process the paperwork, she seemed pretty
calm about it.”
Ethan clenched his fists until his knuckles went white.
Calm?
Fuck calm!
He completely lost it, spinning around and kicking over a nearby chair.
The metal chair crashed to the ground with an ear-splitting sound.
All the assistants jumped back, nearly screaming.
Ethan stood there, his chest heaving violently, his eyes burning with a panic and rage even he didn’t fully comprehend.
Find out where Claire is right now! Where she’s staying, what her contact information is-I want to know everything within thirty
minutes!”
A group of assistants huddled together, having never seen their usually carefree boss in such a rage.
“Yes… yes sir!” they stammered. “We’ll find out immediately!”
Thirty minutes later, the assistants returned with scattered reports.
“Mr. Blackwood, Claire was spotted in the Maldives last week…”
“No wait, the records I found show she was in Paris two days ago…”
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The airline data shows she flew to Switzerland yesterday…”
“As for contact information, she changes her number every time she goes somewhere new, so we can’t pin down her current one…”
Ethan stared at the chaotic trail of information on the computer screen, his temples throbbing.
Claire had been traveling constantly, changing her contact information every time she moved-she was clearly trying to avoid something. Or someone.
“Switzerland…” He focused on the latest information, his fingers drumming frantically on the desk. “Get the jet ready. I’m flying to Switzerland immediately.”
“Sir, you have an important meeting tomorrow…”
“Cancel it!” Ethan shot up from his chair. “Cancel everything!”
He grabbed his coat and strode toward the exit, calling people as he walked: “Get the private jet ready. I’m flying to Switzerland
tonight-no, I need to leave right now!”
After hanging up, Ethan still couldn’t control his emotions.
He didn’t understand what was wrong with Claire.
Why had she suddenly left?
Was she angry about the hit-and-run thing?
But hadn’t he promised to make it up to her?
With that thought, Ethan detoured to the shopping district.
Within three hours, he’d nearly emptied Hermès, Chanel, and Cartier of their newest collections, and impulsively bought a private island with all the property documents made out to Claire Morrison.
“Sir, the private jet is ready,” his assistant reported, jogging to keep up.
Ethan nodded and strode toward the car waiting outside the mall.
Just then, a familiar voice called out from behind him:
“Ethan!”
Ethan frowned: “Victoria, what are you doing here?”
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Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.
