Wed to the Billionaire Brother of My Spouse by Doris

Chapter 613: Ethan's True Identity

Brandon gave a nod. "Maybe Mark ain't as slick as we thought. Dude's just a chicken. We spooked him, and he sang like a canary to save his own skin."

Ethan looked deep in thought, keeping his mouth shut.

He always had this gut feeling that things weren't as cut and dry as they seemed.

If Mark was just some regular guy, he wouldn't have stuck around someone like Howard for so long without getting caught, and he sure wouldn't have earned Howard's trust.

Not just Howard, even Claire trusted him enough to hand over some serious evidence. Calling Mark a coward? Ethan wasn't buying it.

But whatever Mark's game was or who might be pulling his strings, it didn't matter right now. The priority was dealing with Howard.

"Donations are rolling in, but where's the Raymond Group's big boss?" someone piped

up.

Others started chiming in. "Is he showing up or what?"

"Who knows."

Claire scanned the room and then looked at Brandon. "Mr. Russell, we're not exactly strangers anymore, right?"

She'd pulled out all the stops to get Brandon on her side.

"Of course not." Brandon nodded, flashing a smile.

"Why didn't you tell me someone's pulling the strings at the Raymond Group?" Claire hissed through clenched teeth.

She was fuming, blaming Brandon for keeping her in the dark.

"Don't take it personal. We're just doing our jobs. If the boss says zip it, we zip it," Brandon said with a grin.

Claire's face turned beet red, and she let out an angry huff.

She didn't care anymore who the real boss of the Raymond Group was; she just wanted to take down Howard.

Howard sat there quietly, watching folks line up to donate.

gentlemen, I'm Ethan, president of the Douglas Group, and today I'm here to make a donation on

Is their boss gonna show or what?

the guy behind the Raymond Group's got some issues? Why else would he

The crowd started buzzing.

with his donation, but didn't look like he was

Ethan, clueless about what he

caught off guard. "Mr.

hang out up here; it's easier," Ethan

to catch on, and so

"What's Ethan up to?"

up and donate."Previous donations were from companies, and the Raymond Group, a big player in San Francisco, had been growing like crazy in recent years. Everyone was waiting for their boss to

one stepped up-only Ethan stayed put on stage. Howard's face darkened, and he shot a look at

check. "I'm here to make

as Ethan said that, the place went

shaking as he clenched his fists and gritted

what was this

to hide her

was the president of the Raymond

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The host was floored and asked, "Are

in college and built it up to what it is now. Brandon here is my ride-or-die, my

that sneaky devil,

Claire's eyes turned into daggers aimed right at Brandon. Brandon smirked; Howard probably wanted to strangle him right then and there. After a moment of stunned silence, the place exploded with chatter. Everyone was floored

really the president

Douglas

always knew someone as sharp as Ethan couldn't stay down for

buzzed with gossip. Those who hadn't kicked him when he was down felt relieved, while those who had

with Claire and Howard's eyes glued

just them, but all the partners and folks who'd had beef with Ethan couldn't even look

unreliable now

Group and the Raymond Group? That kind of talent was rare

me?" Howard asked coldly, his face twisted with

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