Ethan strode up to Clara, grabbed her wrist, and said quietly, "What are you doing? There's a limit to making jokes, and don't you know what will happen if you make Ace angry?"
Clara's gaze was muddled even as she turned to Ethan, but she only got more upset.
"Everyone, see? This man is no angel too, forcing himself on students just like his best friend. In fact, he's worse-the student had ten babies with him. Pigs like him should be given the electric chair!"
With that, everyone's attention turned to Ethan in record time.
"Exactly how much did you drink, woman?! Get a grip!" Ethan could smell the pungent
scent of alcohol from Clara's mouth, and had to clasp his hand over her mouth to stop her from saying anything else.
"Look! Mmph-the scumbag is trying to kill me! Oof!"
Clara struggled violently, but Ethan simply scooped her up in his arms." Come with me. I can't let you run around like this."