Rewriting My Heart's Fate novel Chapter 417

I was greatly exasperated by Carlos' insults and derogatory remarks. Just then, a cold voice sounded from the hallway.

"Really?" the voice said. "Are you sure we can't survive in the fashion industry without you?"

I raised my eyes to see Ethan standing in the corridor, his face cold and grim. Why was he here? Did he and Carlos plan this?

I didn't have the mental capacity to ponder that question. I just had to handle whatever came my way!

"Ethan?" Carlos was surprised to see him too.

Although Ethan was a nobody in Carlos' eyes, he could sense the overwhelmingly cold presence Ethan gave off. Carlos even fretted a little seeing him there.

Ethan walked over to us, his eyes never leaving Carlos' face.

"I doubt it," said Ethan coldly. "If no one could survive without you having their backs. Don't you think you're too full of yourself, Carlos?"

He continued, "You leech off your parents. You're a useless parasite. You can't do anything at all. Do you have it in you to survive out there?"

Carlos' face turned beet red. I could see his lips trembling from rage, but he didn't know how to retort. He probably never thought Ethan would humiliate him in front of so many people.

"I… I'm Carlos Miles! How dare you talk to me like that!" Carlos yelled, furious. He finally managed to say something after so long. "My dad's—"

"So what if your dad's the president of the Erudian Design Association?" Ethan snapped. "If it weren't for him, would you have made it so far in the fashion industry? Stop thinking that you can do whatever you want because of your dad's fame. To me, you're just an immature brat!"

Ethan's voice was stony. He spoke clearly, and his words hit home. The overbearing air of dominance he gave off stunned even Carlos, who was now at a loss for words.