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Chapter ninety: Blood is definitely not thicker than water.
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My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter ninety: Blood is definitely not thicker than water.
Mr. Blackwood Sr. took a confident step forward not even bothering to reply Ethan as he was gesturing smoothly toward the elevators like he owned the entire deal. “Let me show you to your room, Mr. Ventura. I personally made sure everything was prepared.”Ethan moved fast, reaching out to stop him with a hand on his arm. “This is my business deal,” he said under his breath, as he was sounding as if he was trying to control his anger.His father didn’t even flinch. He just turned slightly, smiling in that polished way that made my skin crawl. “And what would you know about handling a client of this caliber? You still think business is about charm and pretty offices.”Ethan’s jaw clenched. “The only thing you’ve ever managed was marrying my mother and—”I stepped in quickly, slipping between them like it was the most natural thing in the world. My hand found Ethan’s hand as I was gently squeezing his fingers. He looked at me, eyes still burning.“Please don’t.” I mouthed, just for him
