The Grants: Choosing One Between The Two
Chapter 137: Yvette Aston, Protect Your Man
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"You canāt really intend for me to marry into the Bell family, right?" Ethan leaned against the sofa, asking lightly.
Yvette opened her mouth, but it took her a while to speak. "Mr. Grant... as it stands, your... your marriage with the Bell family is most advantageous for your position in the Grant Group."
"Do I need to use marriage to sell my own marriage to secure my position?" Ethan retorted.
Yvette took a sharp breath; it seemed like... that wasnāt entirely necessary. "But... it can solve a lot of trouble."
"Then what is the point of working with you?" Ethan wanted to laugh helplessly, wondering when Yvette would catch on.
Yvette panicked instantly.
Ethanās meaning was clear: if he married into the Bell family, then she would be without value or meaning.
It seemed like that was indeed the case.
The Bell family offered a one-time solution.
It was something she couldnāt provide.
With eyes turning red, Yvette looked down at her hands. "Then... when does Mr. Grant plan to... divorce me?"
What should she do? Was this the end of her relationship with Ethan?
Yvette was very scared.
Claudia Bell would emerge, and without Ethan, who would protect her?
"If you donāt want to lose value, protect your man," Ethan teased Yvette, urging her to be smarter and to āprotectā him if she saw Wendy.
Yvette felt like crying even more; was Ethan blaming her for not protecting him last night?
"Okay... Mr. Grant, I understand, understood." From now on, before Ethan drank, she would definitely test for poison first.
Any liquor Ethan might drink, she would intercept.
She would drink it herself.
Ethan looked at Yvette suspiciously, wondering if she truly understood, or if she was just pretending. Why did she look so pained?
Did she get frightened last night?
"Hmm, sleep," Ethan stopped teasing Yvette, letting her sleep.
But Yvette couldnāt sleep... she huddled under the covers, shivering.
She thought she wouldnāt dare sleep out of fear, but as drowsiness came over her, Yvette fell asleep quickly.
The room and bed carried Ethanās distinctive scent, which made Yvette feel very secure.
Curling up under the covers, Yvette even covered her head and slept deeply.
Ethan was in a video conference, silent throughout.
Not wanting to disturb Yvette, he kept the volume very low.
In the meeting, several executives thought their boss wasnāt feeling well today. "Mr. Grant, there are a few competitive companies in this afternoonās bidding, please take a look."
"Hmm." Ethan only nodded.
"Mr. Grant, regarding our next quarterās departments..."
"No..." Suddenly, Yvette tossed restlessly in her sleep, her voice tinged with tears.
Ethan looked over worriedly, signaling for silence to the video conference attendees.
Company headquarters conference room.
All employees were shocked, their Mr. Grant clearly in a hotel...
There was someone in Mr. Grantās room!
Ethan got up and went to the bedside, pulling the covers a bit, smiling helplessly, teasing softly. "Arenāt you afraid of suffocating under the covers?"
"Please... donāt leave me, brother... donāt go, I beg you."
Over the years, Yvette was often tormented by nightmares.
The most hopeless moment for her was six years ago when Stellan left her, watching her get violated by strangers.
Ethanās gaze was complicated, his heart aching inexplicably.
Why hadnāt he met Yvette earlier...
Why hadnāt he protected her earlier.
If he had been the one to know Yvette from the beginning and not Jayden Grant, maybe Yvette wouldnāt have gone through all of this.
"Donāt be afraid, Iām here." Ethan comforted softly.
...
Back in the video conference.
None of the executives dared to breathe heavily, though they couldnāt see what was happening there, they could vaguely hear their bossās soothing voice, incredibly gentle.
Gentle enough to shock them.
Having worked at Grant Group for so many years, they really hadnāt seen Mr. Ethan Grant have this side.
"It was Miss Wendy Bell, we saw it in the news, last night and this morning reporters revealed that Mr. Grant accompanied Miss Wendy Bell to the hotel, entering the same room," whispered one female employee, giggling softly.
"That Miss Bell is truly lucky to be so pampered by our Mr. Grant."
"The Bell family is quite a family, recognized by our chairman as a daughter-in-law after all."
After a while, Ethan returned, his usual cold demeanor back. "All departments submit the reports to their heads for review, Vice President Chase from the operations department is resigning, submit the report directly to me. Regarding the succession of the next deputy vice president of operations, consider who you recommend, weāll talk when I return."
Ethan spoke with deeper meaning, intending to start cleansing the company when he got back.
Arthur Grant actually wanted to use the company to threaten him.
Heh... just wait and see.
...
Wendy Bellās room.
"Miss Bell, Iāve already spoken to Mr. Arthur Grant about the situation here, telling him it was you who took care of Mr. Grant all night, the chairman is very pleased," Secretary Carter called Wendy Bell.
"Secretary Carter, youāre doing well. Once I marry into the Grant family and join the company, I will certainly promote you," Wendy replied with a smile.
"Congratulations in advance, Madam President," Secretary Carter said tactfully.
"By the way, I heard from hotel staff that Ethan is thoroughly investigating last nightās incident. Itās only a matter of time before he finds you. Be mindful of what to say... what not to say..." Wendy reminded Secretary Carter.
Secretary Carter was a bit nervous. "Miss Bell, you must help me. Iām doing this for you."
"Rest assured, as long as Iām here, even if Ethan finds out, thereās nothing he can do. Youāre associated with the chairman, and if he wants to fire you, heāll need the chairmanās approval. Besides, as long as I reassign you, itās only a matter of time before he cools off," Wendy assured Secretary Carter.
"With your assurance, Iām at ease. Madam, get some rest. I need to prepare for the afternoonās bidding work," Secretary Carter said.
"Yes, monitor Melody Crowe and her daughterās every move, though Melody trusts you, you must remember who youāre really with," Wendy spoke flatly.
Sheās going to marry Ethan, naturally needing to help him consolidate his position in the Grant Group.
Melody Crowe and Jayden Grant were her enemies.
And Secretary Carter was a double agent.
He was placed by Chairman Arthur Grant beside Ethan, ostensibly to help but actually to monitor.
And Melody Crowe had long been in cahoots with Secretary Carter.
Secretary Carter was the type to play both sides, a smiling tiger, naturally accepting all comers.
But he wanted to have it both ways, which wouldnāt be simple or easy.
The outcome of todayās Solara project bid is still unknown.
Jayden Grant and Melody Crowe werenāt pushovers either.
...
Melody Croweās room.
Jayden returned, looking displeased.
Ethan actually sent him to oversee a desert project, clearly giving him a hard time.
"Useless fool," Melody scolded coldly. "Fortunately, Scott Aldridgeās mother and I get along, or you wouldnāt stand a chance!"
Jayden kept his head down, saying nothing.
"The afternoon bid, is Ethan bringing Yvette?" Melody inquired.
"Yes..." Jayden nodded. "Yvette is his assistant now."
"Hmph, very well. Today afternoon, as long as Ethan makes a fool of himself, our chances will increase. Yvette, a woman full of stains, is perfect for causing Ethan trouble." Melody sneered, unable to find any dirt on Ethan, they could only target Yvette.
"What are you going to do..." Jayden was a bit anxious.
"Iāve arranged for some men to cause Yvette trouble at the bidding site. Yvetteās reputation and identity are inherently shady. Now that sheās Ethanās assistant, it reflects poorly on him too. Once thereās a scene, partners will naturally question Ethanās judgment in choosing assistants. Not wanting to offend the Grant Group, theyāll pick us instead, understand?" Melody smirked coldly.