Chapter 112: Chapter 112: Ha! Men, they just can't help themselves, can they?

Chapter 112: Ha! Men, they just can’t help themselves, can they?

“Forgive me for being blunt, Mr. Joseph,” Ethan said, looking skeptical. “If you really love your brother Michael, it’s theoretically hard to develop feelings for your sister-in-law, right? Are you sure what you’re feeling is love?”

His ultimate goal was to fulfill Michael’s dying wish.

Even though he found the trio’s relationship bizarre and chaotic, he couldn’t imagine what a sexual encounter involving two men and a woman would look like.

Could it be one man in the back, one in the middle, and the woman in the front?

And in that scenario, who would enjoy it the most?

Ethan suddenly blurted out these odd questions, but he needed to ask them,they were relevant to his mission.

“I…” Joseph’s expression was complex, clearly struggling to discuss the topic.

“Mr. Joseph, you should know that your brother is in the late stages of cancer,” Ethan said, appealing to his emotions. “He asked us to investigate because he’s also hoping for a certain outcome.”

“My feelings for my brother are genuine,” Joseph clenched his fists, his eyes reddening. “I know what I feel for him isn’t just gratitude, it’s real love. There’s no doubt about that.”

“And what about Victoria?” Ethan squinted. “Is that love too, or just a physical desire for a woman?”

A flicker of emotion crossed Joseph’s eyes,he hadn’t expected Ethan and Blair to be so direct.

This twisted emotion had been suppressed for so long, he too longed to talk about it.

“Being with my sister-in-law makes me happy. I find myself wondering what she’s doing at the moment, and my heart races every time I see her,” Joseph spoke softly, as if reminiscing, then his expression turned to one of regret.

“All I want is for the three of us to live happily together.”

He looked up at Ethan. “Is it wrong to love two people at the same time? Love is something you can’t control once it starts.”

“Mr. Joseph, I understand how you feel,” Ethan’s mouth twitched. “Falling for someone doesn’t always make sense.”

Joseph’s expression changed several times, finally settling on a bitter smile. “I’ve wronged my brother.”

“No, don’t ever say that!” Ethan said earnestly. “Mr. Joseph, both you and Mr. Michael are my good friends. Your problems are my problems, and I’ll make sure Mr. Michael can pass peacefully.”

“Huh?” Joseph looked confused. He was only discussing this with Ethan and Blair because they already knew.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The secret was out.

He spoke up because the secrets were too much to bear alone, and he wanted to share them.

In his mind, the matter was already settled.

Ethan’s reaction, however, left him at a loss.

“This… it doesn’t matter anymore.” Joseph felt that with his brother’s impending death, the issue had lost its significance.

“Give me some time, I’ll think of a solution!” Ethan wanted to grab his hand but hesitated for a second, remembering where that hand had been, and instead made a fist in a gesture of encouragement. “Do you really want Mr. Michael to leave this world with regrets?!”

“Ah?” Joseph was startled by his enthusiasm, but it struck a chord of guilt within him.

He had fallen for his brother’s wife and betrayed his brother’s love.

It was a double betrayal.

“But is there really a solution to this?”

He was baffled. Could there really be a solution to such a situation?

“I believe there is, as long as Mr. Michael is still alive, we shouldn’t give up!” Ethan saw how dejected Joseph was:

“It’s not just for someone who’s about to die, but for you, and for Victoria too. Do you really want to live with regrets for the rest of your life?”

“I…” Joseph’s fists tightened. Of course, he didn’t want his brother to die with regrets, especially when a stranger was working so hard for them.

Deep down, a spark of hope was slowly being ignited.

Could there really be a way for everyone to be happy?

Joseph’s gaze grew serious. “What should I do?”

“Give me a little time, I’ll figure something out.” Ethan, ever the smooth talker, pulled out the $10,000 check he had shown earlier and handed it back to Joseph. “I want Mr. Michael to pass without any worries. I’ll only accept payment once we’ve achieved that.”

For him, the $10,000 wasn’t a necessity anymore,earning Joseph’s trust was far more crucial.

Joseph looked at the check on the table, a flicker of hope igniting in his eyes. He nodded, “Okay!”

He had been under tremendous pressure, and Ethan’s arrival felt like a lifeline to a drowning man.

Regardless of the outcome, Joseph felt a significant weight lifted off his shoulders.

The two men were in agreement.

After telling Joseph to wait for his news, Ethan left by car.

He and Blair had just returned to the hospital room.

Ethan collapsed onto the bed. “Ah?! What do we do now! Blair, I need some ideas.”

He didn’t care whether Michael Morgan passed away peacefully or not.

His mission was to ensure that Michael’s estate would not be inherited by his wife.

The reward for the mission was a thousand points, plus the ability to double up on exchangeable skills and add a skill recycling feature.

These were perks he couldn’t afford to lose.

“Hmm,” Blair muttered as she returned to the room and began to undress, preparing to freshen up. “Michael Morgan is angry with his brother and wife right now. We just need to help him find peace, right? It shouldn’t be too hard since he’s on his deathbed.”

She took off her sports shirt and then unbuttoned her jeans, tossing them onto the bed, revealing her pale, slender legs clad only in flesh-colored underwear.

Blair slipped into her slippers, removed her jacket and bra, and tossed them aside.

Ethan glanced over, noting her modest bust. “Hey, aren’t you being a bit too casual here?”

He saw Blair had also taken off her underwear, completely bare now.

“Hmm,” Blair finished undressing and walked to the bathroom, her tone casual. “It’s not like you haven’t seen it before.”

She went straight to the bathroom to shower, so she wouldn’t have to change clothes inside.

“Whatever.” Ethan pursed his lips, his mind returning to the task at hand.

He didn’t need Michael Morgan to find peace.

He just needed to ensure that his estate didn’t end up with Victoria, which was complicated since they were married. Even if they divorced now, she could still claim half of his assets.

Ethan sighed softly, pulled out his phone, and hesitated before dialing a number saved as “Tool #1.”

In a high-end apartment in Capitol City.

Abigaile lay on her bed scrolling through her phone, watching a video of Coach Biggie performing at a gentlemen’s club, which had millions of shares and comments.

“Damn guy!”

The more Abigaile thought about it, the angrier she got. She had intended to piggyback off his social media traffic, but instead, she ended up lending him money.

She couldn’t make the first move.

She knew well that being too forward could make a woman less appealing to men.

She waited for Ethan to contact her first, planning to respond with enthusiasm but never to initiate.

“Ding ding ding!”

Her phone vibrated.

Abigaile’s heart raced, hoping it was him, yet dreading the disappointment if it wasn’t.

When she saw that the caller was Ethan.

“Ha! Men, they just can’t help themselves, can they?”