Chapter 143 The Second Step Is To Get Close

"Friends?" Melody held a faint, almost imperceptible smile and raised her slender eyebrows as she assessed Ethan.

Ethan wasn't afraid, and allowed her to scrutinize him openly. Being stared at by a beauty was, in itself, a kind of enjoyment.

Ethan, the beloved heir of the Singh family in Bayridge.

Truth be told, he was exceptionally good-looking, with exquisite and refined features, an air of nobility, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that exuded a myriad of emotions.

The Singh family had its share of difficulties in producing male heirs. Ethan had numerous older cousins and sisters, and it was only when the patriarch reached middle age that he had this precious grandson.

He was held like porcelain that might shatter if dropped, and treasured like a gem. The Singhs passed on to him all the family's businesses early, so others need not harbor any ambitions.

All of them were central figures in Bayridge's upper-class society, and Melody was aware of some of the stories surrounding E