"What are you asking about?" Ethan curiously eyed the middle-aged cleaning lady who followed the orderly inside.
"I asked this lady... She helped me with something yesterday, but I didn't catch her name, so I asked the orderly to find her so I could express my gratitude." Sebastian made up an excuse on the spot.
"Do I look like an i***t?" Ethan turned and sneered, rolling his eyes at Sebastian. "If you don't want to talk, I won't ask. Just a reminder. You know very well where my interests lie. I won't interfere with what you do, but if it conflicts with me, as a friend, give me a heads-up."
"So you have no dealings with the Corsini family?" Sebastian asked.
"No. My family wouldn't lower themselves to associate with those rats."
"Then there's no problem." The conversation ended there.
