Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 541 Thinking of Charlotte's attitude toward him, Ethan's expression darkened. He had lost all enthusiasm for Christopher. Seeing that the boy had no intention of leaving, he asked coldly, "Does your sister know you're here?" "She..." Christopher hesitated, and his silence said it all. He had long wanted a chance to thank Ethan and had mentioned it to Charlotte a few times. But every time, Charlotte blocked him.

She believed Ethan and their family were from different worlds, and she told Christopher to mind his own business and forget about these "small favors." Yet, Christopher thought otherwise. Even if helping them was just a casual gesture from Ethan, it shouldn't be treated as. trivial. His mother had always said that one should repay even a drop of kindness with a fountain of gratitude. Besides, Christopher could see that Ethan liked his sister, and he liked Ethan as well. On their last trip back to the city, Ethan had shared many anecdotes from his life-about work, about the world he had seen.

In Christopher's eyes, Ethan was a noble, remarkable older ---- brother-chivalrous, entertaining, and reliable. "Hey, your sister probably wouldn't want you coming here, huh?" Ethan said lightly, noticing Christopher's awkwardness. Christopher nodded slightly. "Ethan, my sister... she's shy, but she's kind-hearted. She knows how to appreciate people." Knows how to appreciate people, huh?" Ethan snorted softly, a hint of amusement in his tone. "I can see that." Hearing this, Christopher finally smiled.

"Alright, Ethan, I'll head back first." Ethan hadn't intended to say more, but as Christopher turned to leave, he seemed to remember something and called out to him. "afternoon classes?" Christopher paused, shook his head. "Have you eaten lunch?" Still shaking his head, Christopher looked hesitant. Ethan's lips curved. "Come on, I'll take you to eat." Christopher was surprised and quickly tried to refuse, insisting he wasn't hungry. It wasn't even lunchtime, and how could he let Ethan treat him? ---- But Ethan didn't give him a choice.

Before Christopher could respond, he gently but firmly pushed him toward the car, Christopher tried to protest, wanting to tell Charlotte, but Ethan interrupted him in a calm, even tone. "What we do between us doesn't concern her. You came to give me a gift, didn't you? And you didn't even tell her, did you?" Christopher fell silent, persuaded by the logic. Ethan took him to a high-end private restaurant near the Morrison estate, where the chef created a menu based on that day's freshest ingredients.

Christopher had never eaten such luxurious food before and approached it with careful curiosity. Ethan took meticulous care of him, ensuring everything went smoothly. By the end of the meal, Christopher's admiration for Ethan had only deepened, and his curiosity about Ethan's world had grown even stronger. "Let's take a photo for memory's sake," Ethan suggested, gently pulling Christopher close and pressing their faces together for a shot. The boy was a little confused but smiled brightly. Behind them, the panoramic window framed a breathtaking, luxurious view.

---- After the photo, Ethan casually posted it to his social feed. He rarely posted online. His contacts were a mix of friends, colleagues, and numerous Morrison Group employees. Even a simple story or a short status update would trigger dozens of notifications. This photo was no exception. In less than ten minutes, it had hundreds of likes and countless comments. Many asked who the boy was-could he be a relative of Ethan? He was handsome and delicate, unlike anyone they had seen. Yet, the one person Ethan most wanted to see comment didn't appear.

By evening, after shopping around the mall and buying Christopher quite a few things, Ethan prepared to send him home.