Chapter 207

Josephine had no choice but to explain, "Zayn doesn't want a divorce. These photos would be pointless. Cheating is one thing, but actively going after me? That's another level. He hasn't sunk that low yet."

Ethan's gaze darkened for a fraction of a second, as he hadn't expected her to trust Zayn that much. The thought sent a cold chill through him, but he didn't comment on it. Instead, he turned his icy stare onto the paparazzo. "So, who sent you?"

The paparazzo's expression twisted, but he clenched his jaw stubbornly, clearly intent on taking this secret to the grave. Ethan let out a mirthless chuckle, and without warning, he reached into the guy's pocket and pulled out a black leather wallet.

The paparazzo panicked and lunged to grab it back, but the moment his eyes met Ethan's—a look filled with pure, silent danger-he hastily shrank back.

Ethan casually emptied the wallet onto the ground. An ID card, some credit cards, and a photograph were scattered at his feet. He bent down and picked up the picture. It was of a little girl, no older than five or six, and her features bore a strong resemblance to the man in front of him.

"Is this your daughter? You carry her picture around. That means you're a good father. I wonder... Does she know what you do for a living?"

eyes widened in fear.

of both the ID and the little girl's picture. "I'm just curious," he mused. "If she finds out her dad is a paparazzo, would she support you, or would

him, but before he could get

I'm warning you-we live

when you're the one violating our privacy?" Ethan sneered. "Relax, I won't hurt your daughter. I'll just make sure that every corner of her school is plastered with posters saying her father is a bottom- feeding

blame but yourself. It wouldn't be me who ruined her childhood; you would be the one responsible for that

felt a chill run down her spine after hearing that. They always said the gentlest people were the scariest when angered, and

but he was now downright terrifying. He was literally using a five-year-old to get

police at that moment. So, she

man's expression kept changing, and after a long while, he gritted his teeth and

"Oh? And why's that?"

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