Chapter 1330:


    His eyes stayed wide as he stared at Chris. No words came from him because Chris had moved close and was whispering right into his ear. “Shush. Stay quiet. Keep this between us for now, okay, Winters?”


    The shock still gripped Ethanpletely. It was as though he had been struck by lightning.


    All this time, the Twitter user Justiceze had been chatting with him and lifting his spirits. This person had be like a pir of strength. Now, it turned out Justiceze was actually Chris. It seemed impossible.


    At the hospital, Ethan had confronted Hurst directly about it, and Hurst had confirmed he was Justiceze.


    Had Ethan gotten it wrong somehow?


    Chris seemed to read the confusion on his face. Without waiting for any questions, he pulled out his phone, unlocked it, opened Twitter, and pulled up his profile.


    Right there on the screen sat the username “Justiceze.” No mistaking it.


    Ethan’s eyes went wide, and his jaw dropped. This time, goosebumps covered his skin.


    His mind raced back to how he had treated Chris before, all those cutting things he had said.


    “Maia deserves better than you. You’re nothing but a bodyguard who gets by on good looks. Keep your distance from my sister. Don’t bring shame on her!”


    It felt like another bolt of lightning. The person he had looked down on the most was the very same one he had looked up to the most.


    Maia had told him more than once, “He’s not who you think he is.”


    Those words felt like knives.


    Shame crashed over Ethan like a wave. When he raised his eyes to Chris again, all the anger had vanished, leaving only embarrassment and regret.


    The apology wouldn’te out. The words caught in his throat. He had no idea how to look Chris in the eye anymore.


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    Just moments ago, he had thought Chris might be lying. But the proof was staring him in the face. There was no way to doubt it now.


    Ethan saw clearly how foolish he had been.


    Chris held out his hand, his words gentle but steady. “I want you to go back to the hall now without making a fuss. We’ll hash everything outter.”


    He didn’t bother keeping his voice down this time, making sure Maia, standing behind him, could hear.


    Ethan paused before slowly extending his own hand. Chris took hold of his wrist and, with one easy pull, got him back on his feet. “Come on. The banquet’s about to start.” Then he turned toward Maia, and a small smile crossed his face.


    He winked at her and spoke in an easy tone. “Ethan and I already talked things through. The whole misunderstanding is cleared up, so go easy on him.”


    Maia hadn’t caught the quiet parts of their conversation. Looking at Ethan now—head hanging, acting so cooperative—surprised her.


    A minute ago, Ethan had t-out refused to apologize, but a few words from Chris had turned him aroundpletely. It felt unbelievable.


    Maia looked at Ethan with a frown. “I’ll keep quiet about it, but what he did earlier was pretty disrespectful.”


    Before she could finish, Ethan stepped forward and gave Chris a deep bow, his voice ringing with sincerity. “I’m sorry for how I acted before. I really hope you can forgive me.”


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