Chapter 213 A Dangerous Encounter
The incident at the hospital had clearly been orchestrated by Ste, but right now, he couldn’t even get through to her <b>phone</b>.
Other than shouting, there was really nothing else he could do,
“Ste“” he yelled loudly.
Jason stood off to the side, silent.
Tonight really felt like it was going to be the end.
Ethan kept shouting for three minutes straight without any response, which only made him even angrier.
Just as he was about to yell again, the sound of a car engine suddenly came from behind, its headlights cutting through the
Ethan turned around and saw Abel getting out of the car and respectfully opening the door for the man in the back seat.
Abraham stepped out, cold and imposing, with <b>Victor </b>following close behind.
Ethan froze.
Jason froze too. This is it. We’re dead.
The moment Abraham saw Ethan standing there, the coldness in his eyes deepened, a sh of danger passing through them.
In a chilling voice. Abraham asked. “What are you doing here?”
Ethan pressed his lips tightly together, his eyes quickly scanning Abraham.
When his gazended on the bloodstains on the scarf around Abraham’s neck, Ethan’s breathing stalled.
Jason had noticed the blood too.
At this moment, even though Abraham wasn’t saying a word, the air around him was thick with danger.
It felt like pure, unfiltered killing intent.
Seeing Ethan stay silent, Abraham shot him a dangerous look: “Here to bother Ste?”
Ethan stapped back to his senses and instinctively held his breath. “I have something I need to ask her.”
Abraham’s eyes narrowed slightly. He took long strides <b>toward </b><b>Ethan</b>.
The oppressive force rolling off him made even Ethan subconsciously step back half a step.
Ethan was tall himself, about six–foot–one, <b>but </b><b>standing </b>in <b>front </b>of <b>Abraham</b>, who was <b>easily </b>over six–foot–three, he could clearly feel the pressureing off <b>him </b>
Especially now that the <b>distance </b>between them <b>was </b>so close.
Ethan could smell the mixture of <b>blood </b>and alcohol <b>clinging </b>to <b>Abraham</b>, and he caught the unsettling red tint in his eyes,
He lifted his head, his breathing uneven “Mr. <b>Abraham</b>, there were some things between us before-
Before <b>he </b>could finish, <b>Abraham </b>suddenly reached out and <b>grabbed </b>Ethan by the throat.
Ethan’s expression darkened.
Jason gasped. “Sir!”
The air around Abraham was <b>thick </b>with murderous intent.
“Who gave you the nerve to keep bothering her? Hm<b>?</b><b>” </b>
His hand tightened around Ethan’s neck, cutting off his air and leaving him limp and powerless.
Jason saw the sh of killing intent in <b>Abraham’s </b>eyes <b>and </b>broke out into a cold sweat.
He threw himself forward and grabbed <b>Abraham’s </b>wrist. “Mr. Abraham, it was all a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding!”
Abraham’s cold gaze was full of danger.
His thin lips parted slightly, <b>spitting </b>out two words. “A misunderstanding?”
At this point, Ethan could genuinely feel <b>that </b>Abraham wanted him dead.
He closed his eyes and forced out three words with difficulty. “Yes, a misunderstanding”
The moment the words left his mouth, Ethan was overwhelmed by a wave of humiliation.
In Rivermount, no one <b>had </b>ever dared treat him like this.
Abraham had already been furious tonight, and now that Ethan had thrown himself into his path, that fury exploded.
Abraham’s grip kept tightening, and <b>Ethan </b>started to feel the distinct sensation of death creeping in.
He instinctively tried to fight back, but it was useless Abraham’s strength had <b>drained </b>himpletely.
Jason’s breathing quickened. “Mr. Abraham!“
Is tonight really the end for ust
Just as Jason was panicking and drenched in sweat, Victor stepped forward and leaned close to Abraham’s car, whispering, “After that matter is settled, you can deal with him then?”
After all, Ethan was Judson’s only son. If Abraham killed him, even if it was suicidal, Judson would surely retaliate.
Abraham understood what Victor was getting at. He let out <b>a </b><b>cold </b>chuckle. “You think the Keene family amounts to anything?”
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Those <b>words </b>the Keene family amounts to nothing–made Jason’s heart drop to the floor. Ethan’s face had already turned purple.
He looked at Abraham, his eyes now burning with anger.
In Rivermount, no one had ever dared to look down on the Keene family like this. And yet Abraham… but then he remembered who <b>Abraham </b><b>was</b>.
Ethan’s breathing <b>grew </b>even more ragged.
Victor spoke up again. “True, they <b>don’t </b>amount to much, but that matter is more important.”
<b>Abraham’s </b>eyes <b>narrowed</b>.
He gave a cold snort and flung Ethan aside.
Victor was right. Whether it was the Keene family or the Reed family, they were nothing but struggling remnants.
Especially the Reed family, barely managing to cling to life.
Finally able to breathe again, Ethan gasped for air and lifted his head to <b>re </b><b>at </b>Abraham.