Chapter 79 - The Golden Stranger (3)

At first glance, Claire felt that Harl was like the shining sun, bright yet mysterious.

"Don't think about that guy's words, Claire. He's the type who likes to brag, it's obvious from his eyes," Ethan's voice interrupted her reverie. His tone sounded blunt, even a little harsh.

Claire looked up at Ethan, who was still holding her hand. She frowned, looking at Ethan's hair which was usually light brown, but now looked darker, almost like black.

'Hmm? Did I see it wrong? His hair looked black at first glance,' Claire thought, confused.

For a moment, doubt enveloped her. 'Is following Ethan the best choice I could take?'

However, her thoughts returned to her main goal. 'I have to find Sharon quickly. But after that, what should I do? What's next?'

"Ethan," Claire dared to ask, "Why do you hate him?"

Ethan was silent for a moment. His steps slowed, then he stopped. He turned and looked at Claire with an unpredictable gaze.