Semua Bab Second Marriage to the Billionaire: Ex-Husband Begs Me Not to Go: Bab 591 - Bab 600

The call connected quickly. Ethan had just come off a long surgery that morning, and he was still half-asleep when the ringtone dragged him back up. Irritated, his voice was rough.“You’d better have a good reason for waking me up.”“Ethan, it’s Shawn,” came the flat reply.That woke him a little. He rubbed his eyes, then let out a surprised chuckle. “Well, well. And what does my little brother Shawn need from me?”“I just have one question,” Shawn said, voice even.Ethan leaned back. “Go on.”“When did Grandview start offering escort services? I remember your Blue Note club running that kind of business. But Grandview… I’m pretty sure it doesn’t.”Ethan’s brows shot up. “What? Who the hell is hosting escorts at Grandview?” He paused, then caught something off. “Wait—hold up. You’re back? Since when?”News of the Xander family’s youngest son returning should’ve set off half a dozen banquets by now.“Today,” Shawn said simply. “Ran into something at Grandview.” His gaze slid to

It just proved once again—good-looking guys only hung out with other good-looking guys.Ethan couldn’t help thinking, what kind of spoiled rich kid was this green-haired fool anyway? If even an airheaded softie like him counted as one of the “bad boys,” then what the hell was Larry? Right—scum. Pure scum. No fixing that.Lucas, on the other hand, was the playful type. His crowd might all be trust-fund brats, but they had their own code. The real players always laid things out upfront—some wanted fun, some wanted money. If both sides agreed, fine. If not, they’d move on. A few of them were called playboys just because they liked to bankroll small-time celebrities for the thrill of watching them rise. At least they had boundaries.Most of these guys were the youngest sons in their families anyway. Their older brothers handled the businesses, so they had the luxury of wasting time.Ethan caught himself staring at Greenie a little too long. The kid actually looked embarrassed, practica

Anyone with connections in Harbour City knew the truth about Ethan Alexander: the more he smiled, the more dangerous he was. And right now, staring into that grin, Ben could swear the cold glint in Ethan’s eyes was solid enough to cut.Ben forced out a couple of dry laughs. “Mr. Alexander… I’m just a nobody.”“How could you be a nobody?” Ethan said smoothly. “Even I don’t have the right to bring call girls into Grandview. For you to be this bold, you can’t be a nobody. You must have someone backing you.” He tilted his head, still smiling. “So go on, tell me who’s behind you. I’d like to see what kind of big shot dares protect someone who thinks he can challenge Grandview.”Ben’s heart lurched. So Ethan really did know about him sneaking women in. No wonder his face was so dark, no wonder every word dripped with mockery.All thoughts of teaming up with Stevie Wimmerman vanished. Ben just wanted to save his own skin.“Mr. Alexander, I swear, Mr. Wimmerman pushed me into it. I’m

Larry was drained, body and mind. Lately all he wanted was to drown himself in women and alcohol. Night after night he clung to Lucy, needing her sweet words to coax him into sleep.Tonight was no different. Hearing her mock Ryan’s background got him riled up again, and he pinned her down on the bed, trying to forget his troubles for a moment.The lights in the room were bright, almost blinding. Lucy laughed softly, wrapping her arms around him, but when she lifted her head, her smile froze. On the sofa in the corner sat a tall man, half-hidden in the shadows, as if he’d materialized out of nowhere.“Ah!” Lucy shrieked, trembling violently.Her scream jolted Larry. He snapped at her, frowning. “What the hell are you screaming for!”Her finger shook as she pointed toward the sofa. “Larry… there’s… there’s another man in our room!”Her words made Larry’s stomach drop. His blood ran cold, killing whatever mood he had left. He turned sharply, glaring toward the corner.The man sat s

“I remember you.” Shawn’s voice was flat, his eyes sharp. “The one who always hung around Aria, pretending to be the sweet, helpless girl.”He recognized Lucy instantly. She hadn’t changed much over the years—her face had matured, but her softness was the same. Maybe even more exaggerated. Whether it was real or an act, Shawn didn’t care to figure out.He didn’t bother with people like her. To him, neither Larry nor Lucy were worth a thought.Shawn had always been arrogant—so arrogant he didn’t even care about his own brother at times. So arrogant that after Aria rejected him outright, he exiled himself overseas for ten years without once coming back. Not even for the holidays. The only reason he’d ever picked up the phone during New Year was because his brother had cursed him out and reminded him.And yet, for all his indifference, he remembered Larry and Lucy’s faces. Because anything that had once touched Aria’s world, Shawn remembered. He remembered too clearly.“Larry Spencer