CHAPTER 19: CHAPTER 19: HIS RUTHLESSNESS AND CRUELTY

EDITOR: ENDLESSFANTASY TRANSLATION

Hearing this, the Little Drama Queen was so angry she almost ground her teeth to dust.

"You really picked a good time!"

Just when she was about to succeed, this person cluelessly showed up.

She was furious but had no words, so her eyes shifted, and she put on a soft, boneless voice.

"President Sterling, but what I want to eat right now is not this!"

Upon hearing this, Ethan Sterling suddenly stood up and grabbed the Little Drama Queen in his arms.

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Uh, you guys carry on, I’m leaving first.

If I don’t leave now, and see something inappropriate, I might have to wash my eyes.

In no time at all, before anyone could react, the Little Drama Queen was already gasping for breath, thrown to the ground.

"Bang!"

The noise was so loud that even Nathan Ayers, not far away, turned to look.

The table was already overturned, and Seraphina Redgrave quickly grabbed a handful of grilled shrimp in her hand.

In an instant, almost everyone ran over.

At this moment, the Little Drama Queen was only inhaling, not exhaling, lying on the ground and wailing ceaselessly.

Beneath her clothes was, surprisingly, a black holster.

If Ethan Sterling hadn’t noticed it, he would have been dead by now.

The gun in the holster had long been taken by Ethan Sterling.

The Little Drama Queen, enduring the pain throughout her body, charged at Ethan Sterling, prepared to risk everything for a final fight.

"Bang!"

A clean and crisp gunshot.

Ethan Sterling frowned, casually tossed the gun aside, and didn’t even spare the woman a glance.

The bullet struck dead center; there was absolutely no chance of survival for the Little Drama Queen.

The whole incident, from start to finish, lasted barely a minute.

Seraphina Redgrave couldn’t quite process it; how did things turn from a "romantic encounter" into a murder case so quickly?

Ethan Sterling was simply ruthless, shooting cleanly without even blinking an eye.

Human life before him was just like an ant.

"Murder! There’s been a murder!"

Terrified street vendors around them were shaken to the core, wailing their fear.

Seraphina Redgrave was expressionless; in reality, someone dying was inconsequential to her. On Veridian Isle, people died every day, and she had grown accustomed to the killings.

As long as it didn’t disrupt her plans or get her discovered, she didn’t care if someone lived or died.

It was only amidst the cacophony of shouting that Seraphina realized her reaction was indeed too placid.

But to suddenly start screaming now would only be a self-exposing spectacle attracting more attention.

She had no choice but to act as if she hadn’t seen anything, as if nothing had happened, making an effort to move her body towards the snack bar.

"Nathan."

In Ethan’s tone, there was nothing but cold detachment.

When suddenly called upon, Nathan Ayers had no choice but to dutifully run over.

Ethan stared at the gun at his feet, raised his head, glanced at Nathan, and suddenly laughed: "Hah, Nathan, you’ve really opened my eyes! I asked you to find someone, and you deliver me such a big gift. Should I thank you?"

"I know I was wrong, President Sterling. I didn’t investigate this person first; I recklessly brought her to you. It’s all my fault."

Nathan, having been by Ethan’s side for so long, was already familiar with his unpredictable nature.

Heaven knows why President Sterling suddenly told him to bring a woman over; he had no way to refuse at that moment. His subordinates casually pushed a woman forward, whom he thought looked decent enough, so without much thought, he brought her along.

Who could have guessed that a girl who seemed afraid to even kill a chicken would dare to draw a gun and kill someone?

"Enough, go get your punishment."

Nathan felt as though he had narrowly escaped death.

"Take her away. Let the guys come up with a way to find out which fool with more guts than brains did this. They are still green if they think they can kill me."

"Understood."

Nathan dared not say another word.

"Boring, let’s go."

Ethan Sterling moved to the car in boredom.

For a moment, Seraphina Redgrave felt reprieved. Before she could rejoice, the man walked right up to her again.

Seraphina felt cold sweat in her palms.

Ethan leisurely stared at this "snack shop owner" who was completely covered and armed with a face mask. He calmly accepted a gun from a bodyguard and suddenly pointed it at Seraphina.

Seeing that Seraphina’s expression didn’t change, Ethan was a bit surprised.

This woman is quite brave!

"You, you’re not afraid?"

Seraphina thought if this went on, she would definitely give herself away.

She thought for a moment and finally came up with a perfect solution.

She calmly said to Ethan, "Because you are President Sterling. You can surely keep us safe. If not even you can protect us, then no matter how we shout for help, it’s a dead end for us."