Mrs. and Mr. Smith-Chapter 132 - : Ellis Mitchell โ€˜s Friendly Gesture

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Chapter 132: Chapter 132: Ellis Mitchell โ€˜s Friendly Gesture

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Upon hearing Ellis Mitchellโ€™s words, a hint of surprise and delight appeared on

Blaze Laneโ€™s face.

In South City, Ellis Mitchell was quite famous.

But hardly anyone knew about him being thrashed around by Ethan Smith.

โ€œMr. Mitchell, are you serious? Ethan Smith is not easy to deal with at all.โ€ Before Blaze Lane could speak, Asher Lane hurriedly asked.

Ellis Mitchell snorted lightly and said, โ€œIn my opinion, Ethan Smith is just mediocre! Heโ€™s not worth mentioning at all! โ€

โ€œThatโ€™s right, thatโ€™s right. Mr. Mitchell has been successful and renowned for many years; itโ€™s only natural for him to deal with Ethan Smith easily.โ€ Blaze Lane said with a smile.

Ellis Mitchell said with a faint smile, โ€œMr. Lane, if you trust me, give me two days, and Iโ€™ll bring Ethan Smithโ€™s head to you!โ€

โ€œIs that true?โ€ With an excited expression, Blaze Lane hurriedly asked.

Ellis Mitchell nodded and said, โ€œIโ€™ll do as I said! But after the job is done, I want 10% of the Lane Familyโ€™s shares. Is that okay?โ€

โ€œNo problem!โ€ Blaze Lane agreed instantly.

โ€œGood, see you in two days.โ€ Ellis Mitchell stood up and swaggered out the door.

After Ellis Mitchell left, Asher Lane couldnโ€™t help but sneer, โ€œWith Mr. Mitchellโ€™s assistance, Ethan Smith will surely die!โ€

โ€œIndeed, over these years, except for Aidan Ortega, Ellis Mitchell has never been defeated; dealing with Ethan Smith will be a piece of cake.โ€ Blaze Lane sneered repeatedly.

Edward Green drove for quite some time before finally dropping Violet Miller off at her home.

Violet Millerโ€™s home was located in an upscale residential area in South City; although it was not a stand-alone villa, the living space of each household was enormous, with the smallest being over 300 square meters.

โ€œThis is Violet Millerโ€™s home.โ€ Selina Burton pointed outside and said.

Ethan Smith nodded, parked the car, picked up Violet Miller, and walked into the residential community.

Upon reaching the doorstep of Violet Millerโ€™s home, Ethan Smith knocked on the door. In a short while, Violetโ€™s father, Caspian Miller, opened the door and

steppeu out.

As soon as Caspian Miller saw Ethan Smith, his face changed instantly.

When he saw his daughter in Ethanโ€™s arms, his face turned even redder!

โ€œEthan Smith, you dare to touch my daughter! I will never let you off!โ€ Caspian Miller bared his teeth and leaped at Ethan Smith.

But before he could reach Ethan, he was kicked down to the ground by Edward Green.

โ€œAre you insane?โ€ Edward Green asked coldly.

Caspian Miller struggled to his feet, pointing at Ethan Smith and cursing, โ€œYou good-for-nothing trash! You dare to touch my daughter! You beast!โ€ Ethan Smith coldly said, โ€œViolet drank too much; Iโ€™m just taking her home.โ€

โ€œYou got my daughter drunk? Sheโ€™s only a teenager, and you let her drink so much? What are you up to!โ€ Caspian Miller still persisted stubbornly.

Selina Burton hurriedly explained, โ€œUncle, itโ€™s not Ethanโ€™s fault, if not for him,

Violet could have been in danger tonight. You should thank him.โ€

โ€œBah! Are you all in cahoots to deceive me?โ€ Caspian Miller snorted coldly.

Ethan Smith couldnโ€™t help but sigh inwardly.

As expected, Caspian Miller was just like his sister, Brenda Johnson. They both had the same way of doing things and speaking.

โ€œBelieve it or not, itโ€™s none of my concern.โ€ Ethan Smith placed Violet on the ground and then turned to leave.

Caspian Miller cursed from behind, โ€˜You wait! If anything happens to my daughter, I wonโ€™t spare you, you useless trash!โ€

Ethan Smith stayed silent and walked away from there.

After going downstairs, Selina Burton couldnโ€™t help but say, โ€œWhy is Violetโ€™s father so unreasonable? He doesnโ€™t listen to reason.โ€™

โ€œBirds of a feather flock together.โ€ Ethan Smith snorted in response. ๐“ฏ๐’“๐’†๐’†๐’˜๐’†๐’ƒ๐“ท๐“ธ๐’—๐’†๐™ก.๐“ฌ๐™ค๐™ข

Selina Burton stuck her tongue out but didnโ€™t say anything more.

Afterward, Ethan Smith dropped Selina Burton off at school and then returned to the hotel.

The next day.

After waking up, Ethan Smith went to the balcony.

He sat on the balcony, inevitably thinking about the Traditional Medicine

Conference.

โ€œThereโ€™s less than a week left before the Traditional Medicine Conference. I need to start preparing.โ€ Ethan Smith thought to himself.

According to Elder Hansen, as long as he won the first prize at the Traditional Medicine Conference, he would be given a hundred-year medicinal material.

This was an opportunity that Ethan Smith could not pass up.

He sat cross-legged on the balcony, muttering quietly, โ€œAccording to the records passed down, the Foundation Establishment Stage may give birth to spiritual fire, which is of great use in refining medicine.โ€

Thinking of this, Ethan Smith closed his eyes slightly.

He concentrated his spiritual power into the palm of his hand and tried to feel the spiritual fire according to the methods recorded in his memory.

Soon, Ethan Smith felt a trace of warmth in his palms. novelbuddy.co(m)

This heat in Ethan Smithโ€™s hand intensified, and the scorching sensation made it difficult for him to bear.

โ€œWhoosh!โ€

At this point, a small flame ignited from Ethan Smithโ€™s hand out of thin air!

Ethan Smith quickly opened his eyes, seeing the flame in a light blue color, looking somewhat weak in the sunlight.

โ€œItโ€™s so easy to create spiritual fire.โ€ Ethan Smith couldnโ€™t help but grumble.

If anyone else had heard this, they would surely vomit blood in anger.

There were too many top-ranking Refining Masters who had tried tirelessly all their lives but failed to succeed.

Then, Ethan Smith flicked his finger, and a wisp of spiritual fire floated out of his hand.

The flame fell to the ground, still burning persistently.

Just a small spark burned for over half an hour.

When the flame disappeared, a black hole appeared on the ground.

โ€œThe spiritual fire truly lives up to its reputation. If it can be used to refine medicine, it will definitely double the results.โ€ Ethan Smith thought to himself.

That being said, controlling the heat was a difficult task.

If not controlled properly, the raging flame could directly turn the herbs into ashes.

Ethan Smith stood up from the balcony, and at this moment, there was a knock at the door.

As he opened the door, he found Ellis Mitchell standing there.

โ€œWhat are you doing here?โ€ Ethan Smith had no good feelings towards Ellis Mitchell, and an unconscious look of disgust flashed across his face. Ellis Mitchell quickly bowed and said, โ€œMr. Smith, I came to apologize to you.โ€ โ€œApologize?โ€ This made Ethan Smith somewhat surprised.

โ€œYes, I didnโ€™t know your strength before, and I hope you donโ€™t blame me for my rudeness.โ€ Ellis Mitchell said very respectfully.

Edward Green sneered, โ€œEllis Mitchell, did you get kicked out by the Nolan family, and now youโ€™re desperate?โ€

Ellis Mitchell glanced at Edward Green and smiled, โ€œMy friend, you are mistaken. With my abilities, any aristocratic family would be eager to invite me.โ€

Although this was true, Ellis Mitchell was prone to boasting, but at least he was at the peak of the Inner Strength Mastersโ€™ realm, so he wouldnโ€™t starve without the Nolan family support.

โ€œMr. Smith, to express my apologies, I have prepared a gift for you.โ€ Ellis Mitchell continued.

He then took out a green, glowing pill from his pocket.

The pill looked crystal clear, and it was even enveloped in a faint fragrance of herbs.

โ€œThis is a medicinal material I have treasured for many years. I hope it will earn Mr. Smithโ€™s forgiveness.โ€ Ellis Mitchell said politely.

As the saying goes, never hit a smiling face.

With Ellis Mitchellโ€™s attitude so humble, Ethan Smith couldnโ€™t continue being cold.

โ€œThereโ€™s no need for that, come in and have a seat.โ€ Ethan Smith said.

Seeing this, a cunning smile flashed across Ellis Mitchellโ€™s face.

โ€œThank you, Mr. Smith.โ€ Ellis Mitchell bowed slightly, and then strode inside..

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