Returning home, Ethan carried Avery to his bedroom and let her lie on the big bed. He turned on the air conditioning and covered her back with a small blanket.
"You rest here first. I have something to take care of downstairs. If you need anything, just call me. This is your phone."
He placed Lu Shiqian's phone beside the pillow and wrote his own number on a piece of paper, placing it next to the phone.
After finishing all this, he left the room with a calm face.
Avery took the phone and saw that there were several missed calls and dozens of messages from her sister. Apart from her sister's concern, there were more insults from her parents directed at Ethan for not giving them face after she left with him last night.
Avery was already used to those unsightly words and deleted them all without reading them.
"Oh, right, about last night..."
Suddenly, she remembered that so many high society guests had come to the old house last night, and many media reporters had come with cameras. Something so big must have made it to the news headlines.
As for the internet, it must be even crazier.
Thinking of this, Avery didn't care about the pain in her body and quickly opened social media to see how exaggerated the events of last night had become.
After all, it was related to the Third Young Master Blackwood, and it would definitely appear on the hot search list.
She wasn't worried about her own reputation. She had already been sent away by her parents as a transaction, and her reputation didn't matter anymore.
But her sister was different. When the Wells family still had some status in the capital, her sister was a well-rounded girl with good looks. Many wealthy young men in the capital had come to propose to her.
If last night's events became popular on the internet, her sister's life would be ruined.
Avery was extremely worried, but after searching the internet, she couldn't find anything about what happened last night at the old house.
The entire internet was clean and thorough, as if nothing had happened last night.
She searched for several keywords, such as "Mr. Wells 70th birthday celebration," "Miss Wells and Young Master Blackwood," "Young Master Blackwood drugged" and so on.
However, she still couldn't find anything.
It was too strange.
She should have been happy, but now she was a little depressed. Could the Wells family really be so insignificant?
Even if the Wells family was insignificant, Ethan Blackwood was such a prominent figure, he couldn't be ignored, right?
But there was no trace of him on the entire internet.
It must have been taken care of by someone early on.
Avery quickly thought of Ethan.
Right, his aunt, she couldn't possibly ignore this matter.
With the Blackwood family around, no matter how big the matter was, it wouldn't be spread.
"Fortunately, fortunately. She breathed a sigh of relief.
...
First floor Living room.
"Has that matter been taken care of?"
Ethan sat on the sofa, holding a lit cigar in his hand, took a deep drag and exhaled a thick smoke.
"Yes, Third Master. After I returned last night, I worked all night to take care of it."
Chad stood respectfully on the side, bowing his head and reporting in a warm voice.
"Now, there is no news about you and Miss Wells on the internet, and the news media that was supposed to report today, have all been called and stopped in time."
"I want to know about Avery's situation," Ethan said in a deep voice. He had already snuffed out his cigar and impatiently tossed the butt into the ashtray.
Then, he took out his phone, opened his contacts, and with his slender fingertips, found a number and decisively pressed the dial button.
"If I find out who has the audacity to write about Avery without permission..."
"Third Young Master, don't worry, no one will write about her again. I've taken care of it," Chad wiped the sweat from his forehead.
After returning home last night, he had spent the whole night contacting the journalists who had attended the banquet hosted by the Wells family.He had been busy until around three or four in the morning.
Of course, the Blackwood family, especially Third Young Master's aunt,Lena, had not been idle either.
While Chad was busy, Lena had also used the Blackwood family's power in the capital to make those who had taken pictures with their phones delete all the photos.
At this point, the number Ethan had dialed had been answered.
Soon, Chad heard Lena's gentle voice on the other end of the line, "Ethan, you finally have time to call your aunt? I heard about what happened last night. How are you feeling now? Does your body feel comfortable? Your aunt really misses you."
Lena, who was always cold to outsiders, only showed such an attitude towards Third Young Master.
Based on Chad's understanding of Third Young Master, even if Lena was his aunt, there might not be any good things happening next.
Sure enough, as soon as Lena finished speaking, Ethan's voice sounded darkly, "Aunt, come to my house immediately. I'll be waiting for you at home."
Without giving his aunt a chance to react, the call was abruptly ended. After the call was cut off, Ethan sat on the sofa and waited, not going anywhere. Before Lena arrived, he smoked two or three cigars in a row. The living room was filled with smoke, and the clouds of smoke lingered in the air. When Butler Qin passed by and saw the scene of Ethan smoking a cigar with a gloomy face, he wanted to say something, but stopped himself. He didn't approach, but quietly left the living room and turned to his own work.
On the other side, when Lena received the call, she had just walked out of the Blackwood family's house. Her beloved nephew's voice on the phone was mixed with an indescribable sense of depression. She knew that he must have found out about her secretly meeting with his wife last night. Now he called her over, even if she was his elder, she could not escape. Although she knew that it was terrible when Ethan got angry, she did not hesitate and set off. She was Ethan's aunt, and when her nephew was very young, she took care of him. For decades, she gave up having her own children, and even gave up getting married, just to take care of Ethan and treat him as her own. She was not a mother, but she was like a mother. As for Avery, although she looked exactly like Audrey, she had only known her nephew for a few days, and was not Audrey after all. The more she thought about it, the more confident Lena became. It was impossible for Ethan to treat her, his own aunt, differently just because of a girl who had only been married for a few days.
After all, that girl was not Audy, and couldn't be compared to her.
With this mindset, Lena appeared at Ethan's villa half an hour later.
"Ethan, do you have something to discuss with Auntie?" Lena sat calmly across from Ethan.
However, as soon as she sat down, the man spoke in a cold tone, and his eyes looked at her as if they were pierced by countless sharp arrows and steel needles.
"Auntie, I invited you here today to apologize to my wife. Did you ask me if I agreed before sitting down so quickly?"