Chapter 70
A few days later at the airport in Switzerland.
Just as Kingsley stepped out of the VIP channel, he saw Ethan leaning against a pillar nearby, obviously waiting for him.
He turned sideways and asked Shane beside him, “How did he know I was coming to Switzerland p>
Shane immediately shook his head, his tone certain. “I didn’t mention it to anyone. Dr. Sterling never contacted me p>
Kingsley didn’t probe further, his brows knitting slightly-he already had the answer in his heart.
Ethan walked up with a smile, his tone teasing. “Mr. Kingsley, did you miss me? Did you chase me all the way to Switzerland just to see me p>
Before he finished speaking, he reached out to hug Kingsley, but Kingsley raised a hand and blocked him firmly by the chest, preventing him from getting any closer.
Ethan wasn’t annoyed by the rejection. The smile on his lips deepened as he asked, “Does this mean my status in your heart is higher than Thurston’s p>
Kingsley glanced at him, his tone cold. “Where does your confidence come from?” “Naturally, you gave it to me p>
As Ethan spoke, he suddenly produced a rose from behind his back and held it out. “Here, I brought this especially for you. I didn’t come empty-handed p>
The flower was actually something he had pestered the hotel front desk for before coming to the airport.
Kingsley glanced at the flower, his tone merciless. “Where did you swipe that weed? Keep it for yourself p>
Seeing he wouldn’t take it, Ethan didn’t fuss. he turned and shoved the flower at Shane. “Shane, it’s yours. My boss, you know… he just has no romance in him p>
Shane looked at the rose, whose petals were slightly wilting, and said helplessly, “Dr. Sterling, I’m a straight guy. I really can’t appreciate this romance either p>
Ethan laughed out loud at that. “He totally takes after his boss p>
The three of them walked out of the airport terminal where Kingsley’s car was waiting.
Shane stepped forward quickly to open the rear door, but Ethan on the other side was faster. He opened the door and sat inside with practiced ease.
Kingsley looked at him, his tone hard. “Get out p>
“I came specially to pick you up. Don’t be so heartless p>
Ethan glanced at him, his hand moving to click the seatbelt into place. He showed no intention of moving.
Kingsley looked at him, sarcasm filling his voice. “What? Too poor that you sold your car p>
“Oh, you knew p>
Ethan rested his arm on the center console, smiling brightly, but his eyes held a hint of slyness. “Why doesn’t Mr. Sherwood show some mercy and give a handout p>
Kingsley picked up the mineral water beside him. He twisted off the cap, drank, and then spoke in a calm, even tone, “You could go home and live off your parents. The Sterling family can still afford to feed you p>
“In the prime of my youth, I still want to struggle a bit more p>
Ethan immediately put on a pitiful expression, the rims of his eyes reddening slightly as if he were about to burst into tears at any second.
Kingsley placed the water bottle back in the cup holder and mercilessly exposed him.
“You just burn money p>
This instantly hit a sore spot for
Ethan. He bristled, his volume rising
a few notches. “Get lost! What-
ost! What
scientific research doesn’t cost
money? What does a filthy rich capitalist like you know p>
“Since I don’t know, then ask me for an investment p>
Kingsley retorted lightly, perfectly blocking Ethan’s words.
Ethan’s arrogance instantly deflated by half. He softened his tone,
reached out to grab Kingsley’s wrist and wheedled, My bro who are we to each other? We’re brothers for
My brow wrist
life. Besides you and Thurston, who else do I know p>