Chapter 4

I quickly said: "You misunderstood. I wasn't saying you couldn't subdue criminals barehanded."

"Grace." He suddenly called my name, extending the cage toward me. "This is for you."

Oh, it's a white rabbit. Why was he keeping it like a bird?

Though I loved white rabbits, I didn't take it. After all, I wasn't a Bennett anymore.

He looked at me questioningly.

Based on my understanding of him, he must have found out from somewhere that I liked rabbits.

He was probably thinking: Didn't she say she liked white rabbits? Why won't she take it? Women are so troublesome!

I felt it necessary to remind him.

"Mr.... ahem, Mr. Gould, your fiancée is the Bennett family's daughter. My surname is Smith now."

Ethan said without changing expression: "But my engagement ring has always been engraved with your birthday."

This? What could I say?

Maybe you could change it? I'm sure Mrs. Bennett would be very cooperative.

The white rabbit was just held between us.

Before we could speak, Isabella appeared at the door, her eyes lighting up at the sight of Ethan.

"Ethan! I finally get to see you. I heard that you..."

But before she could finish, Ethan put down the rabbit and nodded.

"Miss Smith, I'll take my leave now."

With that, he decisively turned and left, not even glancing at Isabella.

I could see Isabella was furious.

She glared at me through gritted teeth, saying viciously: "Don't forget your position. Ethan Gould is the Bennett family's son-in-law."

I smiled, picking up the rabbit to play with it.

"You reminded me. Speaking of position, I'm the Smith family's daughter now, Miss Carter."

Isabella clearly remembered the many times she'd used status to pressure me before, and her expression became rather colorful.

Before I could add fuel to the fire—

Isabella blurted out: "Fine, Miss Smith. Don't get too smug. You might be in prison tomorrow."

There it was—this person's mouth was really loose.

I pressed her while the iron was hot: "My aunt is the richest man's wife. What prison would I go to?"

"Elizabeth colluded with foreign capital. She'll be cast out soon. Once Elizabeth falls, your Smith family will be finished too."

"You all deserve to die!"

She was initially triumphant, but as soon as the words left her mouth, she realized something was wrong and quickly covered her mouth.

Anyway, I'd heard clearly—foreign capital, was it?

Isabella knew she'd spoken out of turn. She shut her mouth and said no more, just staring deadly at my precious rabbit.

"You speak recklessly, slandering Elizabeth. Can Thomas Bennett cover for you?"

She smiled bitterly without thinking.

Yes, my former father was the most timid, risk-averse, and profit-seeking. Now that her marriage to the Gould family wasn't settled, he definitely wouldn't do anything for this daughter.

Having learned a key piece of information, I handed the rabbit to Sophie and prepared to leave.

But before leaving, I kindly reminded her.

"I heard Mr. Lewis's son has returned. Take care of yourself."

She probably remembered being tortured by the Lewis family's young master, Nathan Lewis, in her previous life. Her face went deathly pale as she ran off.

She must be going to ask her mother how to marry into the Gould family as soon as possible.

That wasn't important. What mattered now was the foreign capital.

As far as I knew, Elizabeth had lived in this city since childhood. How did she get involved with foreign capital?

To quickly figure this out, I realized I could only ask Michael about it.

When Michael heard about this, his expression turned strange.

But he still told me that after defeating foreign rivals in a business war years ago, the other side proactively sent investment proposals.

As he spoke, he went off-topic.

Dad! Who has time to hear about your heroic business war exploits right now?

We need to save Elizabeth first!

I could only interrupt him to continue asking: "Dad, does Elizabeth have any connection to foreign capital?"

Michael's expression grew worse as he said: "Why are you asking about this?"