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Chapter 142: I'll come to your room tonight

Chapter 142: I'll come to your room tonight

Chapter 142: I’ll come to your room tonight

Katherine stood at the hospital entrance, gazing at the moonlight with a solemn expression, as the evening breeze played with the strands of her hair.

Ethan was sitting on a metal bench not too far away, legs crossed, admiring the beauty before him. Even if Katherine never became a prosecutor, with her looks, she could easily break into showbiz.

But her sharp, stylish women’s suit added a unique charm of its own.

It’s no wonder there are so many movies with prosecutors as the female leads—it makes sense.

Katherine, with her strong, icy beauty, kind of persona, really sparked some wild thoughts.

Like, really giving someone like her a hard time, seeing her face splashed, then watching her show an angry yet helpless expression.

Ethan ran through his plan in his mind from start to finish.

He needed to make sure there were no loose ends.

Katherine received a call, spoke a few words, and her furrowed brow relaxed slightly. She put away her phone and walked over to Ethan:

“Let’s go.”

“Is Mr. Lucas’s surgery done?” Ethan asked, visibly worried.

His concern for Lucas was genuine, no acting involved.

After all, it was he who had arranged for Lucas to be beaten up. Lucas was a prosecutor, and if something had gone seriously wrong, it would have been a big mess.

Katherine saw his concern and felt moved by his sincerity, the strongest weapon. “Yes, he’s got both arms fractured, but he should recover in about three months without any lasting effects.”

Her eyes dimmed: “He won’t be able to work for these three months. It’s my cases that dragged him into this. Those people didn’t dare to come at me directly, so they targeted Lucas instead. Now I have to continue the investigation alone.”

Ethan exhaled deeply: “Well, as long as he’s okay… And…”

He looked up, his eyes earnest: “Katherine, you’re not fighting alone, you know. I’ll always be here to help you!”

Katherine was momentarily stunned, then a smile broke across her face, her gaze softening: “Yeah, I’m not alone. Let’s go grab something to eat before we head home.”

The patient needed rest, so she didn’t go back to the ward but took Ethan with her to the car to head back to the apartment.

They found a fast-food restaurant nearby, ate, and then got into the car together.

The sedan drove through the city’s dazzling night.

Katherine was on the phone the whole time after getting into the car.

She was arranging for someone to take over Lucas’s work due to his injury.

Katherine didn’t hide anything from Ethan,her trust in him was now complete.

After about ten minutes, Katherine put down her phone, looking somewhat relieved.

“Katherine,” Ethan asked, “Any good news?”

“Yes,” Katherine gripped the steering wheel, “Minister Carter will personally take over Lucas’s work after hearing about his injury.”

“Oh, Minister Carter, huh?” Ethan squinted slightly.

He glanced at Katherine, noticing the barely concealed joy in her eyes.

Having Minister Carter’s help would be a huge boost for her investigation.

Ethan’s fingers tightened subtly, his plan somewhat backfiring. His goal was to be the only one by Katherine’s side, to move to the next step.

Minister Carter’s involvement was like an unexpected reinforcement.

He would have to find a way to remove Minister Carter.

“Katherine,” Ethan hesitated.

“What?” Katherine’s trust in Ethan was complete,in her eyes, Ethan was ensuring her safety.

He was just a high school student, yet full of justice, tirelessly working for her.

And he also showed compassion, worrying about Lucas whom he had only met once.

“I…” Ethan seemed very troubled, pausing for a long time before saying, “Prosecutors investigating cases are supposed to keep them confidential, right?”

“Of course,” Katherine nodded. A prosecutor’s duty involved investigating major cases, which entailed numerous interests.

Before officially submitting anything, it was all conducted in secrecy.

“If it’s supposed to be confidential, then how could the organized crime group know about Mr. Lucas, know that he was helping you with this case?” Ethan rested his chin on his hand, “In terms of fieldwork for the case, it’s all you running around, right?”

Hearing this, Katherine furrowed her brows and then shook her head. “The investigation isn’t kept a secret internally, so quite a few people know about those helping me. This case involves several politicians,it’s not hard for them to get information.”

“So, someone inside the prosecutor’s office leaked the information,” Ethan frowned. “That’s infuriating. Katherine is working hard to uncover the truth, and yet there are people undermining her efforts.”

“It’s okay,” Katherine shook her head. “Knowing who’s helping me isn’t useful. What’s important is the prosecution documents. I carry those with me at all times, and no one knows about them.”

“Oh, that’s great,” Ethan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, glancing at Katherine.

He had been with Katherine all day.

He hadn’t seen her sorting any so-called prosecution documents,she had just been collecting various statements.

So where were these prosecution documents?

Just then, the car pulled up under the apartment building.

Katherine picked up her handbag, and they both got out of the car.

Ethan’s eyes briefly darted to her handbag, recalling how Katherine had gone straight to her room after dinner the previous night.

Maybe she was organizing the prosecution documents at home every night.

He pondered this as he followed Katherine into the elevator.

Ethan only glanced at her handbag briefly before looking away to avoid arousing suspicion.

They returned to the apartment.

Katherine unlocked the door with her fingerprint.

Ethan walked into the living room and saw Aria coming towards them with a forced smile: “Katherine, why are you back so late today?”

Katherine saw Aria, her expression complex. Too much had happened today.

She hadn’t figured out how to face Aria yet.

“There were some issues at work, I’m going to my room,” Katherine said, changing into her slippers and walking past Aria.

“Katherine. I made dinner,” Aria suddenly called out to her.

“I’ve already eaten,” Katherine waved her hand dismissively, clearly not in the mood to eat, and hurried back to her room.

Ethan noticed that when Katherine closed her room door, she made sure it was securely shut, likely confirming his suspicion.

Katherine, for the sake of secrecy, probably took the prosecution documents home to work on them every day.

The living room was left with just Aria and Ethan.

Her face darkened in an instant, a mix of disgust and fear, her expression complex.

Ethan, acting as if he hadn’t noticed her expression, smiled, “Can I eat?”

Aria frowned, “Didn’t you already eat with Katherine?”

“Yeah, but I’m hungry again,” Ethan smiled. “Miss Aria, you haven’t eaten yet, right?”

Aria stared at him, then after a moment, turned and walked towards the dining table.

Ethan followed naturally and sat down at the table, which was filled with carefully prepared dishes, seemingly as an apology.

But Katherine was in a bad mood and had gone straight to her room.

“The food tastes great,” Ethan commented as he ate, enjoying the meal.

Aria sat beside him, her emotions complex.

“By the way, Miss Aria,” Ethan suddenly lowered his voice, “I’ll come to your room tonight.”