My Brother is a CEO Tyrant Chapter 6

Others seemed to have their switches flipped, grabbing things and throwing them at me.

I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed Grace's arm, and she ended up blocking me. A dictionary hit her face perfectly.

She screamed. Her high nose bridge actually went crooked.

For a moment, the entire room fell silent.

Ethan stood there stunned. His anger instantly dissipated, and he said unconsciously: "Grace, your nose is crooked."

I couldn't help but laugh. Others also pressed their lips together but couldn't suppress the upward curve.

"Bitch!"

Grace's face contorted as she raised her hand to slap my face.

I easily caught her wrist and squeezed hard.

She immediately cried out in pain, struggling frantically.

The watch was also right before my eyes. Under the sunlight, it displayed a unique mark.

I looked sharply at Ethan, anger burning in my chest.

"Where the hell did you get this?!"

This type of watch had special numbering, plus it was a gift.

I'd specifically had someone customize it with a unique design.

Earlier, the distance was too far, plus Rachel said it was at home, so I didn't think much of it.

Now it appeared on Grace's wrist!

Ethan's eyes flashed with panic, then he calmed down and sneered: "Of course my mom gave it to my future daughter-in-law."

"Your mom's surname is Zhao?"

Ethan froze. "How do you know?"

I was instantly furious. I'd thought Rachel's mother had sold the watch out of greed.

Now it seemed Rachel and Ethan were biological siblings from the same mother!

If I wasn't mistaken, most of the money I spent on Rachel had been used on Ethan by his mother.

I gripped Grace's wrist, displaying the abbreviated letters on the watch.

【RZ】

"Seems your mother doesn't take her seriously."

Grace's expression changed. She quickly grabbed Ethan, saying urgently: "Ethan, I truly love you."

Ethan said stubbornly: "This is Patek Philippe's special logo. How could a stinking beggar like you understand?"

I couldn't help but laugh loudly. Even Grace looked at him incredulously.

A "wealthy young master" covered in name brands didn't even know the most basic common knowledge.

"Ethan, these are name initials, not some logo."

Ethan froze for a moment. His handsome face turned red, and he defended himself: "My mom gives me so much stuff. It's normal to remember wrong."

Grace actually believed it and nodded ingratiatingly.

Just then, the homeroom teacher suddenly came to the classroom, his face looking terrible.