Chapter 023 Deputy Minister

Ella's counterattack completely caught Omar off guard.

"Ella, you bitch, don't push me!" Omar's eyes turned red as he shouted hysterically.

"If you press it, then we die together!" Ella grinned, her beautiful face contorted, revealing a fierceness even more intense than Omar's.

Omar was so furious that his whole body trembled as he angrily said, "Fine! Let's die together then! I, a factory owner, will drag you down with me. It makes sense no matter how you look at it!"

After saying this, Omar pressed his thumb down fiercely!

However, right at that moment, a steel penny flew out of Ethan's hand and hit Omar's wrist with a loud smack.

Omar was in pain from the hit, causing his hand to relax, and the remote control in his hand dropped to the ground.

With her eyes red, Ella suddenly pulled out the pencil behind her head and viciously stabbed Omar's arm just as he was about to reach for the remote control! He let out a wolf-like howl of pain, blood splattering.

At that moment, Ethan arrived at Omar's side and raised his hand, delivering a strike to the back of his head.

The screams abruptly stopped, and Omar's body fell limp to the ground, unconscious.

With disheveled hair, Ella held the bloodstained pencil in her hand, resembling a vengeful ghost, panting heavily with a murderous gaze fixed on Ethan.

"Now you can call the police!" Ethan turned to the stunned secretary by the door and calmly said as if nothing had happened.

The secretary snapped out of it and hurriedly dialed the emergency number.

Ethan bent down to pick up the steel penny from the ground and played with it in his hand. He smiled at Ella and said, "Shall we talk?"

Ella took a wet tissue, wiped the blood off the pencil in her hand, and then let her hands fall behind her head, starting to tidy her hair.

"It seems there's nothing to talk about between me and Anthony's people!" Ella said coldly with a smirk.

"I'm not his person, or rather, he is my person. Well... the person I oversee," Ethan said.

Ella frowned and asked, "Are you a prison guard?!"

Ethan nodded and said, "By chance, I managed to leave the prison this time. Before I left, Anthony entrusted me with taking care of you."

Ella inserted the pencil back into her bun. Her cold and arrogant gaze devoid of any emotional fluctuations, she lightly parted her sharp lips and said, "I don't need anyone to take care of me."

Ethan responded, "I didn't really want to deal with this mess either, but Anthony was cooperative in prison and even helped me with some work. Plus, his time is almost up. That's why I agreed to his request."

Upon hearing the news of Anthony's impending end, a hint of indescribable emotion appeared in Ella's eyes, but she didn't reveal it.

Ella's eyes grew cold again, and she indifferently said, "Are you pitying me?"

Ethan shrugged slightly, then shook his head and said, "You own a billion-dollar conglomerate, what right do I have to pity you? However, whether you can hold onto it is another matter..."

Ella sneered, "What do you know?!"

"I know that Tiger Gang is suppressing you now, and I also know that the Lee family from New York is preparing to intervene, and even Diana seems interested in the Aim Group." Ethan calmly stated.

Ella remained unfazed by Ethan's first remark, her eyes twitched slightly at the second, but it was the third remark that caused a storm to surge within her.

Ella took a deep breath to calm herself down.

If the Lee family intervenes, the current situation will only worsen. If someone like Diana, who possesses considerable influence in the entire J country, gets involved, it's likely that the Aim Group won't be able to hold on!

"You're just a prison guard, what can you do for me?" Ella sat down, completely composed. Her phoenix-like eyes gleamed with determination as she scrutinized Ethan.

"Your brother begged me, tears and snot flowing down while he knelt." Ethan replied expressionlessly.

Ella's eyebrows slightly raised at his words. She hated Anthony, but she understood that he was a proud and arrogant person.

Someone who can make him kneel and beg for help must not be a simple person.

Before Ella could speak, Ethan continued, "First, I need an employment letter, any position will do, but it shouldn't be too low."

"Second, I won't make use of the company's resources or come to the office on time. I'll only help when you're in crisis. Lastly, I want to tell you that life isn't solely about hatred."

Ella scoffed, "What do you know about love and hate?"

After speaking, she pulled out a document, signed it swiftly, and threw it directly in front of Ethan, coldly saying, "Vice Minister of Security, put your name and phone number here and leave!"

Ethan looked at her cold and proud attitude, unable to suppress the idea of pressing her beautiful face against the office desk and rubbing it vigorously.

"Ethan?"

Ella looked at the document in her hand, furrowing her brows slightly.

"Hopefully, you can be of some use!" Ella sneered.

Ethan paid no attention to Ella's sarcastic remarks, extended his hand to her, and said, "I need the detailed information in your hands to see how Tiger Gang is suppressing you and to understand how your group operates."

Ella's face remained cold as she replied, "No rush. We'll talk once you are officially employed."

Promptly, the police arrived and directly took Omar away, who was threatening Ella with a bomb, and they also did a brief investigation.

The Aim Group had a lot of power, but Ella quickly brushed off what had happened without needing to make a special trip to the office.

Ella handed Ethan's employment file to the secretary and instructed her to handle it.

Ethan tossed the steel coin in his hand and then turned to leave.

"Wait." Ella called out to him.

"Hmm?" Ethan turned around.

"How much time does he have left?" Ella asked coldly.

"I don't know, but it won't be long." Ethan shook his head slightly and left Ella's office directly.

Once she was alone, Ella stood up and turned to the bookcase, where she rotated a picture frame that was facing away from her.

Inside the frame was a family portrait.

"Even you, will you leave me too? Who should I hate then?" Ella pursed her lips; and clenched her fist, and her knuckles turned slightly blue from the force.

After the secretary finished handling Ethan's onboarding procedures, Ethan took his work ID and left the Aim Group.

There was one more thing he had to do, which was to resolve the trouble with Boston Bank's refusal to grant a loan to the Smith Group.