My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 672
Sitting down on the bench, Ethan waited patiently.

In less than a minute, Irene walked out with a towel.

Her face was ruddy, her body exuded heat, and a black bra could be vaguely seen inside the white vest.

"Shet."

Irene was taken aback by Ethan who was sitting quietly on the bench, and wiped her neck with a towel: "What are you doing here?"

"By the way, you bastard."

"I asked you to watch Nadia, but you left her alone."

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Please, I know I'm beautiful, but you don't have to look like this."

Ethan didn't say a word, just looked at her fixedly.

Erin's voice gradually weakened, and her wiping movements also slowed down. She said uncomfortably, "Do you have anything to do?"

"Go on, don't stop."

Ethan smiled: "By the way, tell me about the blueprint of the jewelry store you asked Gene for."

"Damn Gene."

Irene frowned, and said with flustered eyes: "It's nothing, it's just one of my informants who said that a theft might happen, I'll study it."

"It's all small things, you don't have to worry about it."

"By the way, I forgot to tell you one thing." Ethan crossed Erlang's legs and patted the dust on his pants:

"Hosted's friend, took us to the suspect."

"Coincidentally, that person is Charlie."

"That's right, it's your old friend Charlie. Your so-called research is to help Charlie research where it is easier to blast?"

It seemed that she was indeed involved in this matter, but she didn't know to what extent.

When Irene heard his words, she grabbed the towel tightly and kept silent.

"The security guard in the morning." Ethan made the worst plan, tilted his head and looked at Irene: "Think about it, if there is any trouble left when we did it, we have to hurry up and clean it up."

"What are you talking about?"

Irene was both moved and speechless for a while, she quickly argued: "I just helped Charlie find architectural design drawings, where did you think of?"

It's best if you don't participate in the murder.

"Okay, architectural drawings."

Ethan spread his hands and nodded: "Go ahead, I'll listen."

"This matter is very complicated." Irene sat down quickly, held Ethan's hand, her eyes flickered: "Can you let me handle it alone?"

Just after taking a shower, her palms are very warm.

The smell of bath essence also hits the nostrils, which is really nice.

On the small vest, it is white and tender.

"I'm an upright person." Ethan was reluctant, but he still said forcefully, "Don't use such tricks on me."

"Gene also felt that things were complicated at first, and wanted to deal with it alone."

"Now it seems that it is not a very wise decision."

"Tell me, Charlie has something in your hands to force you to do this kind of thing."

He looked at Irene and curled his lips: "You also saw the corpse in the morning. Charlie and the others threw that person into the trash can like garbage."

"I don't want this kind of thing to happen to you."

Erin licked her lips, breathing heavily.

You could tell she was struggling.

"You need help." Ethan held her hand in turn, and patted the back of his hand gently: "If you have anything to say, you have to say it, and Hank and I will definitely help you."

"I don't have anything in his hands."

Irene's eyes were flushed, and she said in a muffled voice, "He's a good friend of mine."

"Back then, my life was a mess."

"My father was imprisoned for life, and my mother almost never came home. Every time she came back, she was either high or drunk."

"Charlie made sure I didn't freeze to death, starve to death."

"Annie, one of my best friends, she's always by my side." Irene held Ethan's hand tightly, her voice trembling: "We were like a family with Charlie."

"At that time, Anne accidentally killed a person for Charlie."

"Hank helped us settle things, take me away, and expel Charlie."

When she said this, her voice was crying: "Charlie threatened me that if I don't help him, I will tell about Anne's murder."

"God."

Her fingers were all white, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Annie was even pregnant with his child back then, and she is already in her teens now."

"I can't understand why he would do such a thing."

"If this matter is spoken out, Anne will go to jail, and her children will also enter a foster family. I can't accept this."

Eileen's current mood was mixed with grief and anger.

Friends who used to be like family members turned out to be so ruthless, even threatening him with his former woman and his own son as bargaining chips for money.

The feeling of betrayal, loss, and helplessness caused her tears to seep out of her eyes and flow down slowly.

"Time can change a person."

Ethan said in a deep voice: "He has been away for more than ten years, and he is no longer the Charlie you remember."

"This kind of person is like a cancer, as long as you are invaded, it will keep devouring you."

"This kind of thing won't end."

"You helped him this time, and there are countless times waiting for you until you squeeze out the value of your use."

Withdrawing his hand, he put the coat on Irene.

Then wiped away the tears on her face, Ethan grabbed her face and said, "Let's go, tell Hank about this, he has a way to solve it."

"I dare not tell him."

Irene's eyes flustered, but at this moment, she looked like a little girl who was afraid of being reprimanded by her father.

"rest assured."

Ethan scratched her nose: "If Hank dares to scold you, I'll kick his ass."

"puff."

Irene laughed through tears, her chest heaved and she looked at Ethan with bright eyes.

The next moment, he flew forward and pushed him down on the bench.

He closed his eyes and kissed him hard.

The lips are plump and the tip of the tongue is cold.

Ethan's eyes widened, and he passively endured all this.

Breathing became rapid, and the palms were habitually placed where they should be.

"Humph!"

Erin snorted, her eyes suddenly widened.

The tears in her eyes had dispersed and turned into a layer of water.

"I just told you, I've known that person since I was a child." A deep voice sounded and approached the locker room: "I'll change clothes, you go up first."

Erin regained consciousness in an instant, supported Ethan's chest and got up quickly.

"Feel sorry."

She whispered something, grabbed the coat that had just dropped on the floor, closed the locker in a hurry, and then quickly ran in another direction.

"Hi, Ethan."

A few seconds later, Atwater stepped aside and asked in surprise, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm thinking about something."

Ethan crossed his legs, sat on the chair and silently recited high numbers, and glanced at Atwater.

"whats the matter?"

Atwater took off his coat and asked curiously, "About the case?"

"Do not."

Ethan took a few heavy breaths: "I'm thinking about the balance of yin and yang in the universe, and how to beat you up."

(End of this chapter)