The Paper Wife’s Empire novel Chapter 233

“Thank you all for your kindness, which my wife and I appreciate,” Ethan said, taking a moment to catch his breath. “But these gifts are far too valuable. We cannot accept them.”

The chief grew anxious. “Mr. Jordon, how can you say that? You were injured saving our little girl. This is nothing compared to the debt we owe you…”

“I saved the child out of instinct. I am the director of this project; anyone in my position would have done the same. The child’s safety and the success of the project are the best rewards I could ask for.”

Ethan’s voice was calm and steady. His tone was formal, almost detached, but his words carried more weight than any impassioned speech. They had seen many leaders who could talk a good game, but Ethan was the only one who led by example, a true man of action and integrity.

Ramona looked at him, a surge of pride swelling in her chest.

“But…”

The chief was at a loss, filled with both admiration and a sense of obligation.

Ramona stepped in. “I understand everyone’s sentiment. But as you can see, Ethan lacks for nothing. The treasures you’ve brought from your village should be kept for the elders and children who need them more, to help your community grow. We have access to excellent medical care, and his recovery is just a matter of time. It would trouble him to accept resources that you need more.”

Seeing the disappointment in their eyes, she changed her tack.

“If you truly wish to express your gratitude, I do have a small request.”

“Mrs. Jordon, please, tell us! We would do anything!” the chief exclaimed.

Ramona looked at Ethan’s handsome profile and smiled. “I hope you will all help promote this project. Earning your approval is the greatest gift you could give us.”

“Of course! Of course! Mr. Jordon and his wife are truly remarkable people. We are humbled! We will spread the word far and wide!” the chief declared, his initial disappointment replaced by a renewed excitement.

Ramona’s words had not only resolved the situation gracefully but had also elevated Ethan’s stature. Nadia, pushed to the side, felt a chill creep into her heart.

“Am I really no match for her?”

In the end, Ethan accepted only a thank-you letter and a small banner from the little girl. Ash then escorted the villagers on their way.

As their transport disappeared into the distance, the strength Ethan had been mustering finally gave out. He swayed, almost imperceptibly.

Ramona, who had been watching him closely, immediately tightened her grip.

“You can’t hold on any longer, can you? Let’s get you back inside,” she whispered, her voice filled with concern.

He hadn’t fully recovered, yet he had stood outside in the wind for so long. It was all a brave front.

“Ms. Shepard, it’s time for you to leave. Your work on the project is complete. Now that Mr. Jordon is awake, I’ve arranged a flight for you in two hours. You can head to the airport now.”

His words were another splash of cold water.

Nadia sneered. “Did Ethan order this?”

“Mr. Jordon is very thorough, Ms. Shepard. Staying here will only bring you more distress. Shelby and Florence also wish for you to leave as soon as possible,” Ash replied, his tone leaving no room for argument.

While Ethan was unconscious, everyone had been too preoccupied to deal with Nadia, and she did have some final tasks to complete. But now that he was awake, her presence had become an unwelcome distraction.

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Back in the hotel suite, the moment the door closed, the last of Ethan’s strength vanished. He swayed again, nearly pulling Ramona down with him.

“Ethan!” Ramona cried out, her voice laced with panic as she struggled to support him.

“I’m fine. Just a little weak.”

He tried to reassure her, but his voice betrayed his exhaustion. The stark contrast between his confident demeanor outside and his current state made it impossible for her to believe him. She helped him to the nearest sofa. “Rest here. I’m going to call the doctor…”