Jane said, “Senior, my husband's bodyguard was too impulsive when he attacked you. My husband is here to apologize to you.”

Ethan turned to glance at his wife with hidden betrayal in his eyes. How could she make it seem like he had come to grovel at Brock Davenport’s feet.

Brock Davenport took the cup and looked at Ethan with disdain in his eyes.

“For Jane's sake, I will accept the tea – and your apology – and not kick up a fuss.”

He took a swallow of the tea.

Ethan's lips curled up slightly.

“You are very understanding, Mr. Brock. I should also thank you for taking care of...