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.

to make a donation on behalf

their

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

The crowd started buzzing.

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

stared at Ethan, clueless about

caught off guard. "Mr. Douglas, got

out up here; it's

slow to catch on,

"What's Ethan up to?"

the Raymond Group to come up and donate."Previous donations were from companies, and the Raymond Group, a big player in San Francisco, had

called, no 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 a donation on

soon as Ethan said that, the place went dead

went ghostly pale, his fingers shaking as he

what was

hard to

was the president of

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and asked, "Are you with the Raymond

off the Raymond Group back in college and built it up to what it is now. Brandon here is my ride-or-die, my partner. Without him, the Raymond Group wouldn't be where it is. Sure, I founded it, but all the props go to Brandon," Ethan said, flashing

an eyebrow. Ethan, that sneaky

a moment of stunned silence, the place exploded with chatter. Everyone was floored that Ethan was actually the big boss of the Raymond

He's really the president of

the Douglas

someone as sharp as Ethan couldn't stay down for long." "Right,

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

with Claire and Howard's eyes glued

all the partners and folks who'd had beef with

just called Ethan unreliable now

Raymond Group? That kind of talent

you having fun messing with me?" Howard asked

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down next to Howard and smiled. "What