Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1319: Hide Well, Don’t Let Me Catch You!

Chapter 1319: Chapter 1319: Hide Well, Don’t Let Me Catch You!

Celeste Linden ran away, and he wants to go back and find her!

The old man’s beard was trembling with anger as he pointed at Ethan Barnes and cursed, "Celeste Linden, Celeste Linden, you’re still thinking about this woman. Because of her, four years ago, you were stabbed by a boy from the Linden family and nearly lost your life. For her, four years ago, you shot your own father, killed him outright, and I ask you, what will you do when you find her?"

Ethan Barnes stood straight as a pine tree. Although rebellious at heart, he was born noble, a young master from a prestigious family, exuding an aura of cold arrogance and noble demeanor.

Facing the old man’s questioning, Ethan did not speak.

"Can’t you see yet? All of this was planned by Celeste Linden. She mimicked the ancient tale of Diao Chan, using beauty to make you and your father turn against each other, and then seized the chance to escape. This woman, she has no genuine feelings for you!"

Ethan pressed his thin lips together, "I’m leaving."

He turned and walked away.

His arrogant demeanor undoubtedly added fuel to the fire; the old man immediately drew a leather whip and with a "swish," lashed it across Ethan’s back.

The white shirt on Ethan’s back instantly tore open, the whip making his skin burst open, the white shirt quickly turning red.

"Young master!" His subordinates immediately stepped forward.

"What are you doing? Are you rebelling against me too? Do you only see the young master and not me, this old man?" The old man glared angrily at Ethan’s subordinates.

These subordinates had been following Ethan for a long time, highly skilled and loyal, and were chosen to accompany Ethan to the west. They only listened to Ethan, but now with the old man exerting pressure, they were in a dilemma.

"Old master, we dare not, but we ask you to show mercy. The situation in the west is critical; using family law and the whip might harm the young master’s body..."

The old man snorted, "He is my grandson. Today, I want you all to remember that everything he has was given by me. I still call the shots in this family!"

Having said that, the old man swung the whip again, hard, across Ethan’s back.

Crack.

The sound of skin breaking made one’s scalp tingle.

"Young master..." The subordinates wanted to say more.

But at this moment, Ethan raised his head and glanced at his subordinates.

The subordinates quickly fell silent, remaining in place awaiting orders.

The old man hadn’t yet vented his anger. Although he looked down upon his own incompetent son, that was still his son. Now, his grandson had killed his son, and the entire Barnes family had been turned into a joke by a woman.

Crack, crack, crack.

The old man lashed Ethan several more times, "You unfilial son, I know that now you’ve grown your wings and don’t listen to my teachings anymore. Your father’s body is still lying in the hospital, and you haven’t even looked at it. Your mind is filled with going back to find that Celeste Linden!"

"Our Barnes family isn’t for producing sentimental fools. Women are just for fun. How did I teach you before? You foolish thing, in the end, you were played by a little girl!"

The old man swung the whip five or six more times in succession. After all, he was old and quickly became breathless, unable to lift his hand anymore. He stopped.

The butler stepped forward cautiously to soothe him, "Old master, don’t be angry, be careful not to harm your health. I think the young master has already been taught a lesson, so let it go."

The old man looked at Ethan. After taking several whippings, Ethan’s back was torn open, skin burst, exposing the red and white flesh underneath, blood continuously seeping out and staining his entire shirt red, severely injured.

The old man’s heart softened a bit; he had been very harsh this time, but Ethan was, after all, his most beloved grandson, the apple of his eye, and the future of the Barnes family rested upon him.

"Do you realize your mistake?" The old man asked coldly, also giving Ethan a way out.

Ethan remained expressionless. During the beating, he showed no emotional turmoil. His handsome eyelids moved slightly as he looked at the old man, "Finished beating? Then I’ll head back now."

Ethan turned and walked away.

The old man almost choked with anger. He thought Ethan would take the opportunity to show some submission, but who knew he would be so arrogantly rebellious, "You unfilial son, stop right there!"

Ethan’s black leather boots paused on the handmade carpet, his tall and straight figure slowly turned at the door, looking down at the panting old man, "I’ve been hit and scolded, and I endured it all. If grandfather keeps entangling, then it’s just pointless, for I no longer have the patience for it."

"..." The old man looked at Ethan in shock, not knowing what to say, pointing a trembling finger at Ethan, "You... you..."

"Save your strength, and take care of yourself, grandfather. I wish you a long life." Leaving those words, Ethan took off with his men.

The old man’s face began to turn red, defiantly, truly defiantly, this unfilial son was full of rebellion, no one could discipline him anymore!

...

Ethan led his men out of the old mansion. At this time, a subordinate draped a black coat over his shoulders, and reported in a low voice, "Young master, we have turned the whole city upside down, but still haven’t found Celeste Linden, she should have... left here."

Ethan’s eyes were like spilt ink, filled with a deep and terrifying abyss and night, Celeste Linden... he mentally repeated this name over and over. Good, very good, this time she played it beautifully!

At this moment, Ethan’s footsteps paused because he saw someone ahead, it was Miles Linden.

Miles Linden had come.

The clear and handsome youth came alone, now standing under the street lamp on the street, his hands in his pockets, lightly leaning against the lamp post, with the hazy moonlight adding a touch of thin coolness and mystery to him.

"You stay here." Ethan instructed his subordinates, then walked over to Miles Linden.

The two of them locked gazes, and Ethan curled his thin lips, "Did you know in advance that your sister left?"

Miles nodded, "I knew."

Ethan raised an eyebrow, not at all surprised, the boy before him was inscrutable, not as simple as he seemed, "Then do you know where your sister is now?"

Miles shook his head, "I don’t know."

Ethan licked his dry lips and truly laughed, revealing a mouthful of stark white teeth, stepping forward, he whispered in Miles’ ear, "If one day you see her, tell her to hide well, never let me catch her."

Having said that, Ethan turned and walked away.

Miles didn’t say much, silently watching Ethan get into the luxury car and disappear from his sight.

...

In the luxury car.

"Young master, we found something in the villa earlier that Celeste Linden left for you." A subordinate handed a sealed envelope to Ethan.