Chapter 297 Ritchie''s n


    At Seacisco International Airport, the sky was grey and cloudy due to the winter.


    There was arge crowd close to the exit gate. However, a man in a dark brown fur coat, ck


    sunsses, and a ck hat stood out in the crowd. His aura was so intimidating and majestic that


    people cleared the way for him and stared at him in awe.


    As soon as he got outside, his secretary opened the door of a ck Bentley and bowed.


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    "Mr. Lester, this is thepany''s financial statement for this past quarter. Please have a look." The


    secretary handed him a document politely.


    Ritchie slowly took off his sunsses and hat. After cing them beside him, he collected the


    document. His eyes were filled with rage at this time. Although he had good-looking eyes, they were


    scary to look at because of the menacing glint in them.


    After flipping through a few pages of the document, Ritchie angrily closed it. He looked at his


    secretary with his eyes as sharp as daggers. "I heard that ourpany was knocked out of the first


    show by the Larson Group this season." A deafening silence filled the car.


    Beads of cold sweat suddenly appeared on the secretary''s forehead. It was as if an unknown force


    was squeezing at his lungs. But he mustered up the courage and cleared his throat.


    "It''s true, Mr. Lester. It''s our fault. We failed to choose the right designer to handle the project this


    season."


    "Of course, I know it''s your fault. I have had a video meeting with the director of the design


    department. Now tell me, why were you all hired? Was it to make silly mistakes? Or to bring good


    results? Are you and your counterparts dumb? We have headlined the Seacisco Fashion Week for


    many years in a row. We have also been in business before the Larson Group. How could you let


    them defeat us? This is ridiculous!" Ritchie angrily threw the document at the secretary''s face. His


    eyes were bloodshot and the veins on his temple were protruding.


    Ever since he heard about the humiliating loss, his blood had been boiling. He was so mad that he


    gave the members of the design team an earful when he had a video conference with them.


    The secretary quivered in fear and his face turned red. He wasn''t directly involved in the matter, but


    he could only suffer his boss''s scolding in silence.


    "Do you know the female designer who helped the Larson Group to win? I heard that the judges


    spoke highly of her work." Ritchie snorted aggressively, rolled down the window, and rested his arm


    on it.


    With a shaky voice, the secretary replied, "Yes, I know her. I heard that her name is J Lind. It''s


    said that she''s a young designer who just joined the Larson Group this year. She also happens to


    be Ethan''s wife." Ritchie raised his head and shot his secretary a cold nce that could have frozen


    lava.


    Since the secretary worked closely with Ritchie, he knew that Ethan was the illegitimate son of the


    Lester family. He fiddled with his fingers and looked at his boss carefully.


    "Oh, interesting!" Looking straight ahead, Ritchie rubbed his lips with his fingers andmented.


    Sparks of anger, contempt, and vengeance filled his eyes at this time.


    His mind had been void of thoughts about his half-brothertely. In fact, he wouldn''t have


    remembered Ethan if not for what happened at the selectionpetition.


    Right from childhood, his mother had groomed him to resent Ethan. Ritchie was disgusted by the


    mere thought of his half-brother. He had made it a point of duty to bully Ethan for years.


    Just as he had wished, Ethan suffered and lived a miserable life. He soon got tired of bullying him.


    As the conceited second son of the Lester family, he felt that he couldn''t continue to attack a sore


    loser. It was at this time he traveled abroad to study.


    Thoughts of Ethan barely crossed Ritchie''s mind while he was abroad. He felt that Ethan was a


    lowlife who was surviving on leftovers at the bottom of the food chain.


    When he heard that Ethan had gotten married to the daughter of the poor Lind family, he didn''t take


    it seriously. It was a case of ''good riddance to bad rubbish'' as far as he was concerned.


    Judging by the dubious expression on Ritchie''s face, his secretary instantly knew that he was


    nning something. He asked carefully, "Mr. Lester, is there something you would like me to do for


    you?"


    "No, you are useless to me in this aspect. The way I see it, Ethan''s wife is smart and powerful. I


    can''t afford to allow you to spoil my ns before I get started. I''ll deal with her myself." Ritchie''s


    eyes darkened as he concocted a n. He decided to meet J. Aggressiveness was in his ONA.


    His parents had passed it on to him. One of his greatest hobbies was destroying Ethan''s happiness.


    Now that he knew that Ethan had a good marriage life and that his wife was an enemy of Lester Silk


    Fabric, he wanted to crush them.