CHAPTER 15: CHAPTER 15: ETHAN GRANT HELPS YVETTE ASTON CALL THE POLICE

On the way to the hospital, Yvette Aston clutched Ethan Grant’s shirt tightly, desperately trying to grasp even a shred of security.

In the moment they escaped the private room, Yvette was like a drowning person clinging tightly to a piece of driftwood.

Ethan Grant frowned as he looked at Yvette.

Her delicate face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

Years ago, when he saw her at the Grant Family, she was like a white rose about to bloom.

"Mr. Grant... How about I do it, and you quickly go home to change clothes?" Upon reaching the hospital, the assistant spoke nervously, trying to take over from Yvette.

Ethan Grant gave the assistant a cold look, bypassed him, and carried Yvette toward the emergency room.

The assistant shivered, today’s Mr. Grant was really strange.

"Stop, don’t touch me..."

In her coma, Yvette struggled, her face becoming increasingly unpleasant.

Anyone could tell she had gone through terrifying experiences.

"Don’t, don’t touch me! Don’t touch me, none of you touch me..."

The nurse wanted to examine Yvette, but her struggles in the coma were too intense.

"Dr. Lockwood, the patient refuses to cooperate."

In the emergency room, Lucas Lockwood, who was on duty, walked into the examination room with a stethoscope, and upon seeing the man standing dark-faced at the side, was shocked for a while. "Ethan Grant?"

Ethan Grant frowned and glanced at Lucas Lockwood.

He had an impression of the youngest son of the Lockwood Family.

The Grant Family was Meridia’s top elite family, followed by the Aston, Lockwood, Zhong, and Shen families. To climb up to the Grant Family, the Aston Family once arranged for their daughter Yvette Aston to be engaged to the youngest son of the Grant Family, Jayden Grant, which caused the Aston family’s status in Meridia to soar.

It was a pity that Yvette was a fraud, and after the engagement party, scandalous rumors about her indiscreet private life spread, later leading to the birth of an illegitimate child, causing both the Aston and Grant families to lose face in Meridia.

As for Lucas Lockwood, Ethan Grant remembered him because of his uniqueness.

As the heir of the Lockwood Family, he not only showed no interest in the family business but also chose to study medicine and become a doctor, despite the family’s opposition.

This made the Lockwood Family a joke in the business circle for a while.

"Mild concussion, the scar on the forehead needs stitching, tetanus shot, severe malnutrition, there are still nearly starving people, it’s truly peculiar." Lucas Lockwood looked at Yvette’s examination results, mocking coldly.

Yvette, the fake heiress who offended the Grant Family, was truly left with no chance to live.

Originally, one would have thought someone like Jayden Grant would abuse Yvette, but didn’t expect Ethan Grant to be like this as well?

"Starving?" Ethan Grant’s eyes sank, puzzled.

Did Jayden Grant take someone home and not give them food?

"Administer a nutrition shot," Lucas Lockwood instructed the doctor beside him, nodded, and looked back at Ethan Grant. "I might be overstepping, but as a doctor, I’d like to remind Mr. Grant, Yvette Aston has served five years in prison, which should be enough to redeem herself, no need to push her to a dead end."

The most ridiculous thing about elite families is the so-called dignity.

Just to restore the lost face, they can torture a woman like this.

Lucas Lockwood despises these people.

Ethan Grant’s mood was low; he didn’t say anything.

"By the way, just a reminder, she was once your brother’s fiancée," Lucas Lockwood glanced at the injury on Yvette’s neck, misunderstanding.

Everyone in Meridia fears Ethan Grant; everyone wants to cling to him, but Lucas Lockwood disdains.

People say Ethan Grant is not close to women, so how did Yvette get these injuries?

Ethan Grant is usually taciturn; even knowing Lucas Lockwood misunderstood, he didn’t bother to explain.

"Mr. Grant, did you call the police?" Outside the ward, the police officer walked in. "Sorry to disturb you, we need to verify some questions. Now those at the hotel deny harming this lady and even say she harmed herself..."

Ethan Grant’s gaze was icy. "Harmed herself, and severely injured herself?"

The police officer shivered, overwhelmed by Ethan Grant’s presence. "Sorry, Mr. Grant, we need evidence and the victim’s testimony."

"I will have my assistant send over the hotel corridor’s surveillance," Ethan Grant glanced at the time; since the police had arrived, there was no need for him to stay.

Lucas Lockwood was momentarily stunned, had he misunderstood?

"Don’t touch me, don’t!" Waking from a nightmare, Yvette snapped her eyes open in panic, her entire body trembling.

Where was she, where was this...

Seeing Yvette about to pull out the IV needle, Lucas Lockwood quickly went up to stop her. "Don’t move."

Yvette looked at Lucas Lockwood with terror, instinctively moving her body backward.

She was afraid of males approaching.

"Miss Yvette Aston, please cooperate with us to answer some questions. In the private room at Ripple Court Hotel, what happened? Were there any incidents of assault?" The policeman stepped forward to ask.

Still shaken, Yvette glanced at Ethan Grant, who stopped at the doorway.

Taking a deep breath, Yvette was scared.

Ethan Grant was Jayden Grant’s brother; if she said Jayden tricked her into coming over, it would damage the Grant Family’s reputation.

Her fingers gradually clenched, and she lowered her head. "No... no, it was me, I hurt myself..."

At the doorway, Ethan Grant frowned, displeased as he left.

He despised such weak, cowardly women who doesn’t know how to fight back.