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Chapter 137: It's no secret

Chapter 137: It's no secret

Chapter 137: It’s no secret

Ethan was sprawled on the couch, his fingers flying over the screen as he quickly found the information he was looking for.

“Aria, professional model, 27 years old.”

There was more information available,as a public figure, digging up some gossip about her was a piece of cake.

Ethan raised an eyebrow. He had just seen Aria stepping out of a Ferrari, her aura not that of an ordinary person. Curious, he had snapped a photo and used an online recognition tool.

And sure enough, he had found her personal information.

In the photo, Aria was dressed in sexy, fashionable women’s wear, appearing in various fashion magazines, and was quite well-known.

Ethan glanced over at Katherine, who was engrossed in sorting through some documents.

The relationship between this prosecutor and the female model seemed a bit off.

He discreetly put away his phone.

A plan began to form in his mind.

His ultimate goal was to get Katherine to forgive her father, Salvatore. Although he hadn’t asked about their relationship, it seemed there was plenty of bad blood.

Otherwise, Katherine wouldn’t be facing so much pressure to reopen a demolition case from three years ago.

And Katherine’s confidence stemmed from her allies, like Lucas, who clearly had feelings for her, and Minister Carter, who she said supported her investigation.

Ethan narrowed his eyes, pondering what would make someone forgive a person they hated.

The answer was realizing that the reason for their hatred didn’t exist.

But with Salvatore and Katherine at loggerheads, forgiveness wouldn’t come easily or quickly.

So, he would have to use a more extreme method.

Ethan lightly tapped his fingers, planning to make Katherine feel that everyone around her was betraying her. In her moment of losing everything, she would realize that Salvatore, as her father, was truly the one who cared for her.

This plan had a higher chance of success.

According to the system, Salvatore was already in the late stages of a terminal illness.

His wish was for Katherine to complete her revenge and start anew.

After making up his mind, Ethan opened his eyes, a flicker of remorse passing through them. He was starting to feel more and more like a villain.

Time ticked by.

Until the evening fell outside.

Ethan let out a low grumble, his lips pursing, “Prosecutor Katherine, don’t you usually have dinner?”

Katherine looked surprised, then glanced at her watch, “Sorry, this case involves a lot of documents.”

She looked at the documents on the table, hesitated briefly, then closed them and put them in a file bag, holding it in her hand, “Let’s go, we’ll grab something to eat.”

Clearly, she was planning to work overtime at home.

The car drove through the bustling city streets.

The atmosphere inside was quiet.

Katherine, the prosecutor, remained wary of Ethan, the sudden appearance of a person with supernatural abilities.

“Is the case very tricky?” Ethan asked casually from the passenger seat.

Katherine was silent for ten seconds before responding, “Yes, it involves an organized crime group called Crimson Cartel, and a lot of officials taking bribes. It’s quite a big deal.”

“Oh, no wonder you’re being targeted,” Ethan said in a light tone, as if making small talk.

“I anticipated danger when I decided to reopen this case,” Katherine said, stealing a glance at Ethan’s expression through the rearview mirror.

She had already looked into Ethan’s background,he was just a normal 18-year-old.

Even as a psychic, he didn’t seem very cunning.

Katherine hoped to get more information from him, “Aren’t you afraid of the danger involved in taking on the job of protecting me, especially since you’ve just come of age?”

“Hey, psychic abilities don’t depend on age,” Ethan quickly defended, sounding like a teenager underestimated, “The strength of psychic powers is determined at the moment of awakening. And me, I’m super strong. Among the psychics I know, no one can match me in combat.”

Katherine sighed inwardly, a naive young man indeed, but considering he was only eighteen, it was to be expected, “So, your services must be pretty expensive, right?”

“Of course,” Ethan boasted, “It’s no secret. Each time I step in, it costs 200,000 dollars.”

Hearing the figure of $200,000, Katherine’s eyes flickered with surprise. That was no small sum, but she quickly masked her reaction. “I can’t imagine who would be willing to spend $200,000 to protect me. I don’t think my life is worth that much.”

“Who knows?” Ethan shrugged nonchalantly. “I never ask who the employer is. Get paid, do the job—that’s my life’s motto.”

Seeing she couldn’t get more from him, disappointment flashed in Katherine’s eyes. Given Ethan’s straightforward demeanor, it was clear he genuinely didn’t know.

That was expected, though. If he had given a direct answer, Katherine would have been more suspicious.

The conversation shifted to lighter topics for a while.

Katherine easily gathered the information she wanted.

Combining this with the intelligence she had already obtained, she now had a good understanding of Ethan.

Psychics, a group capable of using bizarre methods, but not strong in defense—a handgun could easily take them down.

Among psychics, there was a mutual sensing ability to prevent unexpected assassinations.

That was why Ethan needed to stay close to her.

Katherine gripped the steering wheel tighter, a flash of guilt crossing her eyes. She had manipulated this kid with her words.

The car stopped in front of the apartment building.

“Let’s go, dinner is ready.” Katherine’s tone was slightly warmer now. In her view, Ethan was just a naive kid tasked with protecting her.

“Oh, great.” Ethan was equally pleased. The simplest way to gain someone’s trust was to let them feel in control.

He followed Katherine into the apartment.

Katherine’s place was on the twelfth floor.

As she opened the door, a figure immediately ran over.

“Katherine, you’re back! I’ve got dinner ready.” Aria’s face lit up with surprise, but her expression soured when she saw Ethan, clearly unhappy about the extra company.

“Let’s eat first,” Katherine said, pulling out a new pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet for Ethan.

Ethan took the slippers, his eyes briefly scanning the cabinet.

Inside were various high heels, many stylish and sexy, not at all Katherine’s style.

It seemed Aria and Katherine were roommates, or perhaps more.

Ethan changed his shoes without a word.

Dinner was lavish, and it was surprising to see that Aria, the model, also had a talent for cooking. There was red wine on the table, probably unopened because of Ethan’s presence.

The three of them ate together, Aria occasionally glancing over.

“He’ll be staying for a few days,” Katherine said while eating, without any intention of further explanation.

Aria’s face fell, but she didn’t show it openly and simply agreed, “Okay.”

It appeared that in this relationship, Katherine held the dominant position.

After dinner, Katherine showed him to the guest room and then went to her own room to work overtime.

Aria didn’t share a room with her.

Ethan deliberately sat on the living room couch to watch TV, and sure enough, it wasn’t long before Aria came over and sat down, feigning casualness as she asked, “What’s your relationship with Katherine?”

Seeing the stunning woman, Ethan seemed a bit shy. “I… I’m acting as Katherine’s bodyguard for the week.”