Wed to the Billionaire Brother of My Spouse by Doris

Chapter 131 Ethan's Drink Was Drugged

"I also hit it off with Mr. Otis. I'll be joining in your car," Ethan said with a convivial

smile, stepping forward to open the passenger door for Otis Phelps.

Otis Phelps was speechless for a moment and was utterly confused. How did the roles reverse?

Jasmine stole a glance at Ethan. Was it her imagination, or did Ethan's smile have a sly, almost foxlike cunning to it?

Before Otis Phelps could gather his wits, Ethan's forthright approach of opening the car door had him taking the passenger seat more out of reflex than choice.

Ethan, after closing the passenger door, opened the backseat door, signaling for Jasmine to hop in with his eyes.

Jasmie was clearly baffled as looked at her CEO. It seemed that he could have mistaken himself as the host.

When Mr. Douglas, with a smile laden with unspoken threats, gestured for her to get in the car quickly, Jasmine felt an intense intimidation.

Shivering slightly, she climbed in and instinctively huddled at the edge.

Harper, somewhat frantic, wanted to speak, but Ethan had already gotten into the car and closed the door.

From the outset, she was shown no mercy.

"Driver, you can start driving. Take it easy on the road; my little assistant here gets car sick," Ethan said coolly, taking charge in a way that bordered on audacious.

Harper was dumbfounded. She stood by the roadside, watching Otis Phelps' car drive away, seething with frustration.

"Harper, shall we head out?" her secretary called, driving up to escort Harper away.

Her eyes brimming with tears, Harper gripped the wine box in her hands tightly. "Is everything ready?"

The secretary nodded. "The right bottle has been spiked. Mr. Douglas won't touch spirits or liquor; he only sips a little red wine, and Mr. Otis isn't fond of it, so we've prepared alternatives. You needn't worry."

Harper took a deep breath and clenched her fists. "Let's go."

Arriving at their destination, Harper reminded in a serious tone, "Don't forget to have the reporters wait at the hotel tonight."

had waited six years, thinking she had no more ties with Ethan, only for him to suddenly appear and question

pretending to be drunk and entering Ethan's room early, but Ethan

looking for her, probing about the person he'd been with that night in the hotel room,

she confessed because the person who

about it now, if Ethan hadn't returned to

else's room had he

the truth; he was just bothered by the fact

explained how she got into his room,

feelings for her. She had to secure this man

after they were married, she would make

check for me who stayed at the San Francisco Bellagio Hotel during the Chamber of Commerce gala dinner six years ago?"

that one day Ethan would uncover

that woman first, buy her off or make

...

the exclusive club, Ethan talked about anything but work throughout

only when Otis Phelps asked

your credits by sophomore year and planned on double majoring. Did you end up studying business management later on?" Otis Phelps was curious about

Jasmine took a deep breath, opting not to conceal the truth. "Mr. Otis, you might not be aware, but some things happened,

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down while she was in prison, and after getting out she's been trying to turn

work. Anything you want, you've got to earn with your own skills and hard work. You can't go back to your old ways. There's no such thing as a free lunch. You've enjoyed twenty years of wealth without earning it, but eventually, you have to pay back what you owe," Harper exhaled deeply, her face wearing an expression of 'I'm saying this for your own good.' "We're all friends here. I'm

silent,

Phelps with a glass in hand, turned

Jasmine was

stop it. If you got hit by a pie falling from the sky while walking down the street, is it the fault of the pie or the who threw it? The person who gets hit is innocent, right?" Ethan put down his glass, casting a sidelong glance at Harper. "Harper really needs to brush up on his legal knowledge. He

by Ethan's rebuff, his face reddening

enough

pry into the details. Jasmine is such an outstanding girl; I thought the Wilson family would've kept her close out of affection... It's a pity," Otis Phelps remarked with regret. "Jasmine, why didn't you reach out to me back then? I would have definitely

I share Mr. Otis's sentiment. I regret not knowing her then, not being in a position to help," Ethan raised his glass again, taking a sip to steer the conversation elsewhere. "This wine is

looked up and offered Otis Phelps a smile. "Mr. Otis, let's put the past behind us

were things Ethan doesn't say because of the bigger picture, but as an assistant, she felt she

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