Devilish secretary - Chapter 261

Chapter 261: Chapter 261 Found him
Encouraged, Ethan smirked and went on,

“Then there was Falling Stars, where I played the broken-hearted billionaire. The scene where I cried in the rain? Yup. That was me. Real rain. Real tears.”

The women covering their mouths with excitement looked ready to faint.

One grandma actually wiped her own eyes.

Ethan leaned forward, lowering his voice dramatically.

“And of course… Knight of Fire.” He paused for effect.

“The movie where I rode a horse, fought twenty men alone, and saved the princess.”

Gasps exploded around him.

A little boy tugged Ethan’s pants and asked in awe,

“Did you really ride a horse?”

Ethan placed a hand over his heart and nodded solemnly.

“Without falling once. Trained for six months with real knights.”

The villagers clapped so hard the drums started again without anyone meaning to.

Even Tara’s father, who yesterday looked ready to kill him, was now beaming proudly at his “son-in-law.”

The villagers couldn’t get enough of him.

Their eyes sparkled with excitement as they crowded around the platform, asking even more questions about his movies.

“Did you really jump from that burning building in Knight of Fire?”

“How many girls fall in love with you after seeing Falling Stars?”

“Were the explosions real?!”

Ethan chuckled, running his hand through his messy hair, playing along easily. “Yes, I did my own stunts. Yes, the explosions were real. And no—” he added with a teasing grin, “I don’t count how many fall in love. It’s dangerous to look back.”

The villagers burst into loud laughter and claps again.

They looked at him like he was not just a hero but some kind of living legend who had walked straight out of a TV screen into their little hidden world.

As the questions continued, many people’s eyes slowly shifted from Ethan to Tara.

The whispers began.

“She’s so lucky…”

“Married to a big star…”

“Our Tara must have saved a whole kingdom in her past life!”

“A real hero for a husband!”

Tara, still standing a little away from the crowd, heard every word.

She clutched the edge of her red wedding gown tightly in her hands, her heart squeezing strangely in her chest.

Everything felt… unreal.

Just yesterday, she had been running barefoot through the forest, scared, lost, thinking about how to survive.

And now—

She was married.

Married to Ethan Carter,

a man she had accidentally met during the craziest night of her life—

who turned out not just brave, but also a real, famous actor seen by millions.

Tara lowered her eyes, feeling a soft fear creep into her chest.

Would he accept this marriage?

Would he even want her after they left this place?

She was just a village girl, someone who lived quietly in the corners of the world—

and he was someone who lived under bright lights, camera flashes, and the applause of strangers.

Her fingers tightened on the edge of her dress but then she remembered—

Her mother’s words.

The customs of her people.

The old belief that when the river spares two lives, it ties their souls together.

Tara took a deep breath, steadying herself.

She believed in fate.

She believed in the spirits.

And most of all—

she believed in honoring the bond created by those who risked everything together.

Even if the world outside laughed at her someday,

even if Ethan didn’t stay—

She would not regret this.

Because some meetings were written not by hands but by destiny itself.

Just as the villagers continued surrounding Ethan, celebrating noisily and asking him endless questions—

a sudden, strange sound broke through the air.

The deep rumble of engines.

Everyone turned toward the broken, dusty old road that led into their hidden village.

There out of the thick forest seven dark black cars rolled in slowly like a scene from a powerful movie.

Their surfaces gleamed under the weak morning sun, looking completely out of place against the old wooden houses and crooked fences.

The villagers gasped, murmuring nervously among themselves. They had never seen anything like it..shiny cars, men dressed in sleek black clothes, faces unreadable behind dark glasses.

The first car stopped with a low purr.

One of the men quickly stepped forward, opened the car door respectfully—

And Gray stepped out.

Wearing a fitted dark suit, his black tie neatly in place, his cold expression sharp like a blade.

His dark hair, slightly tousled by the wind, fell over his forehead casually making him look devastatingly handsome.

His shoes clicked softly against the dirt as he walked forward with calm authority,

his sharp eyes sweeping the crowd like he was calculating everything in seconds.

The villagers fell silent, some stepping back in awe and fear.

And just behind him—

Lilith stepped out from the second car.

She wore a stunning dark black dress, fitted to her tall, graceful figure, with black boots clicking softly against the ground. Her long black hair flew slightly in the breeze, strands dancing around her face until she casually tucked it behind her ear with a soft, fluid motion.

Her face was cold, beautiful, like a dark queen walking straight out of a dream.

The villagers could barely breathe.

They had never seen people like this…so powerful, so beautiful, so untouchable.

Even the chickens and dogs went quiet, hiding behind the houses.

And just as the villagers tried to process what was happening,

Sir Sparkleton suddenly jumped out of the third car.

“FOUND! FOUND!” he cried in his robotic voice, spinning in a circle excitedly.

The villagers gasped louder.

“A spirit beast!” one old woman whispered.

Sir Sparkleton buzzed and whirred, flashing his small red lights proudly as he pointed toward Ethan sitting on the wedding platform, still wrapped in tribal clothes and flowers.

Gray walked forward slowly, hands in his pockets, eyes locked directly on Ethan.

Behind him, Lilith matched his steps, her long black dress brushing against the dusty road without a sound.

Their team had spent all night tracking Ethan down…moving across five different villages, finding small clues, questioning scared villagers, following rumors.

Even the city police had gotten involved, starting investigations quietly behind the scenes.

And finally—

Sir Sparkleton had picked up Ethan’s missing backpack left near the forest river.

Using the signals and faint footprints, they had narrowed it down to this hidden tribe area.

Now, Gray and Lilith faced the stunned villagers.

The villagers could only stare…eyes wide, mouths hanging open as the two beautiful, terrifying strangers walked toward their little celebration.

Ethan blinked in shock, mouth half open, still holding a flower garland like a lost tourist.

Tara stood frozen near Diana, clutching her dress, feeling her heart pound so loud she was sure everyone could hear it.