My Amnesic Ex Married My Sister, So I Married His Uncle-Chapter 124: Ryan Shaw, That Dog
The doctor came by and said Kiana Sterling was fine, so she could be discharged.
Ethan Rhodes had wanted her to stay in the hospital for one more night, but Kiana Sterling was insistent on being discharged today, so he couldn’t really object.
But after the discharge papers were processed, Kiana Sterling didn’t leave with him. Instead, she said she wanted to stay at her family’s home for a few days, then hailed a cab back to the Sterling Family estate by herself.
Ethan Rhodes realized Kiana Sterling was a little upset, but his mind was currently on Stella Sterling, so he pretended not to notice and simply ignored it.
The person Leo Quinn recommended to him ran a craft workshop in the Front Street Market.
Leo Quinn was friends with him, and Stella Sterling had bought something from his shop before.
He had been captivated by Stella Sterling’s beauty at the time and had even secretly taken a photo of her, asking Leo Quinn if he knew who she was.
Ethan Rhodes paid a bit of money and got Stella Sterling’s phone number and WeChat from the man.
Stella Sterling didn’t like hearing her phone ring, nor did she like the vibration.
So her phone was on Do Not Disturb most of the time.
By the time she noticed the calls from an unknown number, she already had five or six missed calls.
’They called so many times in a row. It must be someone I know,’ Stella Sterling thought.
’Could it be Ryan Shaw?’
She hadn’t been in touch with Ryan Shaw for a long time.
’I wonder what that kid is up to. It’s like he’s completely disappeared lately.’
Just as she was thinking this, the number called again.
Stella Sterling answered, still holding onto a sliver of hope.
But to her surprise, the voice on the other end was Ethan Rhodes’.
"You finally answered."
"Ethan Rhodes?" Stella Sterling’s voice was filled with disbelief.
"It’s me. You recognized my voice? ...BEEP BEEP BEEP..."
Without a second word, Stella Sterling had hung up.
When he called again, Stella Sterling had actually blocked his number.
Not willing to give up, he tried calling again from one of the household staff’s phones.
But without exception, every call was rejected and then blocked.
After standing there stunned for a long time, he felt an inexplicable anger welling up inside him.
Meanwhile, Kiana Sterling stopped pestering Ethan Rhodes after she was discharged from the hospital.
Ever since she returned to the Sterling Family estate, she hadn’t contacted Ethan Rhodes once.
Men are sometimes just masochists.
They find you annoying when you’re around, but miss you when you’re gone.
With Kiana Sterling gone for the past few days, Ethan Rhodes felt strangely unsettled.
After all, she used to be by his side every day, doting on him, thinking of him first for everything, always sending messages to say she loved him. His life had been filled with Kiana Sterling’s presence.
He hadn’t noticed it when he was soaking in her affection, but now with her sudden coldness, Ethan Rhodes suddenly lost that feeling of being put on a pedestal and felt extremely uncomfortable.
Meanwhile, Kiana Sterling was with Zoe Yates and a few of their girlfriends in a private room at the Qillian Club.
They were surrounded by handsome men.
Some were male models from the club, while others had been brought along by their friends.
Since Kiana Sterling had returned to the Sterling Family estate, Zoe Yates had been visiting her every day, and naturally, she had run into Chase Sterling there.
Chase Sterling’s arm still hadn’t healed, so every time she visited, she would bring soup made by her family’s housekeeper, claiming she had made it herself.
Ever since the incident at the Qillian Club, Chase Sterling’s attitude toward her had softened noticeably.
Zoe Yates was thrilled, and she became even more eager to grant Kiana Sterling’s every wish.
Zoe Yates arrived late today. By the time she got there, the party in the private room was already in full swing.
The guy sitting next to Kiana Sterling immediately got up to give her his seat.
Zoe Yates sat down, took the drink the guy offered her, and met his flirtatious gaze.
"Are you all recovered? You’re already out having fun? Doesn’t Ethan Rhodes care?"
Kiana Sterling sneered. "The grass is always greener on the other side."
The room was a bit loud, so Zoe Yates didn’t immediately notice that something was off with Kiana Sterling’s mood.
After the party livened up again, Kiana Sterling tapped Zoe Yates on the shoulder and leaned in to ask her a question.
"You mentioned before that your cousin is at Zion Shawcross’s studio and wanted to introduce me for a collaboration. I’m not doing much anyway, so I’m thinking of reaching out to them."
Zoe Yates’s expression faltered, and she looked a little awkward.
"Oh, about that... Kiana, I’m sorry, but my cousin isn’t at Zion Shawcross’s studio anymore."
Kiana Sterling frowned and asked her what had happened.
Zoe Yates then repeated the story she had heard from Jean Yates.
Of course, Jean Yates was already emotional about it, so when she told Zoe Yates, she did nothing but sling mud at Faye Rhodes.
As a result, Zoe Yates also came to think that Faye Rhodes had gone too far.
’Some bullshit artist, how could she possibly compare to Kiana?’
’Looked at this way, that Zion Shawcross must have a screw loose, too.’
Kiana Sterling, however, didn’t care about the grudge between Jean Yates and Faye Rhodes. She only cared about who had taken the collaboration.
"So, do you know who the artist Zion Shawcross is working with is?"
Zoe Yates thought for a moment. "That, I don’t know. But if you want to find out, I can ask around for you."
Thinking of Chase Sterling’s recent attitude toward her, Zoe Yates added, "Oh, right, my family has shares in Vantage Entertainment. If you’re interested, I can have my dad ask about it."
Only then did Kiana Sterling break into a satisfied smile. "Then I’ll have to trouble Mr. Yates."
"Hey, it’s nothing. You don’t have to be so formal with me."
...
「In the dead of night.」
Zion Shawcross was woken from a deep sleep by his ringing phone.
He had no idea which asshole was calling him nonstop in the middle of the night.
It was as if they had no intention of stopping until he answered.
Filled with resentment, Zion Shawcross glanced at the caller ID and, resigned to his fate, pressed the answer button.
"Are you sick in the head? Do you have any idea what time it is?"
The person on the other end didn’t seem to mind his anger at all, stating matter-of-factly, "I only have a ten-minute window to make a call, and you just wasted seven minutes of it."
"Then why are you still wasting time talking nonsense with me?"
The person on the other end paused, then let out an exasperated laugh.
"You little brat. Just you wait until I get back, we’ll see if I don’t beat the hell out of you."
"Do you have a point or not? If not, I’m hanging up."
"How’s that thing I asked you to help me with?"
Zion Shawcross’s voice was languid, as if he could fall back asleep at any moment.
"It’s handled. The contract’s already signed."
"You didn’t reveal our connection, did you?"
Zion Shawcross was speechless. "Mr. Shaw, what connection do we have?"
"Okay, okay, good. That’s good. Just look after her for me. I’ll be back as soon as this mission is over."
’He gets one rare chance to make a call, and it’s all just to ask about the job he arranged for his crush.’
Zion Shawcross rolled his eyes. "Why don’t you call her?"
"What, and call her this late? I can’t disturb her rest."
Zion Shawcross let out another exasperated laugh.
"So it’s fine to disturb my rest, is that it? Are you a dog?"
"BEEP BEEP BEEP..."
The line went dead.
Zion Shawcross seethed with impotent rage.
’Ryan Shaw, that dog!’
