Harem Investment System: Getting Money And Women - Chapter 62

Chapter 62: Beach Episode Chapter 62: Beach Episode As breakfast wrapped up, Zack stretched lazily, letting out a satisfied sigh.

“Man, your mom makes a mean stack of pancakes, Ethan.

I might just move in.” Ethan’s mother chuckled while Claire rolled her eyes.

“Not happening.” Julia giggled.

“You can visit though!” Zack grinned and stood up, bowing dramatically to Ethan’s parents.

“Mr.

and Mrs.

Grey, it has been an honor dining with you.

And to the lovely sisters-” He turned to Julia and Claire, giving them a ridiculous two-fingered salute.

“I’ll be back later to grace you with my charming presence.” Claire smirked.

“Lucky us.” Julia laughed and returned the salute.

“See you later, Zack!” Ethan, watching the interaction, shook his head with an amused chuckle, scratching the back of his head.

“I’ll be back later to pick you two up.” His mother gave him a knowing look.

“Drive safely.” Ethan nodded, giving one last glance at his family before stepping out of the house with Zack.

The crisp morning air greeted them as they walked toward the car parked outside.

The street was quiet, save for the occasional passing vehicle.

As soon as they reached the car, Zack clapped Ethan on the back.

“Dude, your family is great.

Your little sister?

Adorable.

Claire?

Surprisingly tolerable.” Ethan gave him a look.

“Surprisingly?” Zack shrugged.

“You know what I mean.

I expected her to be scarier.” Ethan shook his head as they got into the car.

“She can be.” The engine roared to life as Ethan started the car, but before they could even pull out of the driveway, Ethan’s phone rang.

The car’s screen lit up with an incoming call.

[Vanessa] Ethan glanced at the name, feeling a slight headache forming.

Zack, however, grinned like he had just won the lottery.

“Oh-ho.

Speak of the devil.” Ethan sighed.

“You’re answering, aren’t you?” Zack had already tapped the screen before Ethan could protest.

“Of course I am.” The call connected, and Vanessa’s cool, confident voice filled the car.

“Ethan?” Before Ethan could respond, Zack leaned toward the speaker.

“Nope!

Just your friendly neighborhood Zack!” There was a brief pause before Vanessa sighed.

“Why am I not surprised?” Zack smirked.

“You should be honored.

I don’t answer calls for just anyone.” Ethan exhaled sharply.

“Zack, stop.” Vanessa chuckled.

“Relax, Ethan.

I just realized we never set a time for our little outing.” Zack gasped theatrically.

“Oh, so it is a date?” Ethan rubbed his temple.

“Zack.” Vanessa laughed.

“Call it what you want.

But Ethan, you’re picking me up at 10 AM.

I’ll send you the location.” Ethan finally spoke, keeping his voice calm.

“Fine.” Zack leaned back with a satisfied grin.

“See?

That wasn’t so hard, was it?” Vanessa ignored him.

“Ethan, don’t be late.” Ethan smirked slightly.

“I won’t.” “Good.” With that, the call ended.

Zack turned to Ethan with the smuggest expression imaginable.

“Dude.” Ethan sighed.

“Don’t.” “Oh, I will.” Zack wagged a finger.

“She totally likes you.” Ethan shook his head, pulling the car onto the road.

“She’s just being direct.” Zack leaned back, smirking.

“Mmhmm.

Sure.” Ethan focused on driving, pretending Zack wasn’t there.

Zack, however, had no intention of letting this go.

“So, where do you think she’s taking you?

Fancy restaurant?

A secret underground racing ring?

A private jet to an exotic island?” Ethan exhaled through his nose.

“I’ll find out at 10 AM.” Zack grinned.

“And so will I.” Ethan glanced at him.

“No, you won’t.” Zack gasped in mock betrayal.

“Ethan!

How could you?” Ethan smirked.

“Easily.” Zack pouted dramatically.

“At least take pictures.” Though they wondered exactly what Vanessa had planned and they found out, it was surprisingly quainter than what Zack had imagined.

It was a Beach Episode!

##### The sound of crashing waves and the scent of salt filled the air as Ethan pulled his Porsche into the parking lot near the beach.

He exhaled, running a hand through his hair as he took in the lively atmosphere ahead.

Sunlight reflected off the golden sand, and in the distance, groups of people were scattered across the shore – some playing volleyball, others sunbathing, and plenty just enjoying the ocean breeze.

Ethan wasn’t exactly a beach person, but he wasn’t about to complain.

Not when Vanessa had personally picked the location.

Stepping out of the car, he locked it and turned, his gaze immediately landing on Vanessa.

She was waiting near the entrance, arms crossed, but there was an undeniable amusement in her eyes.

She had swapped out her usual leather jacket and racing attire for something completely different – an airy white cover-up over a swimsuit, her toned legs visible beneath it.

The moment she spotted him, she lifted a hand in a casual wave, a small smile playing on her lips.

Ethan walked over, his posture relaxed but his mind already bracing for whatever Zack would say if he found out about this.

Before he could even greet her, Vanessa reached out and grabbed his wrist, pulling him toward the beach with zero hesitation.

“Come on, slowpoke,” she said, her grip firm.

“I didn’t bring you here just to stand around.” Ethan let out a chuckle, matching her pace as they stepped onto the warm sand.

“You didn’t even let me say hi first.” Vanessa glanced at him, her lips quirking.

“You can say hi while we walk.” “Hi, Vanessa.” “Hi, Ethan,” she teased, giving his hand a playful squeeze before finally letting go as they reached a shaded area near some palm trees.

It wasn’t until she shrugged off her cover-up that Ethan really took in what she was wearing.

A two-piece swimsuit.

It wasn’t overly flashy, but it certainly hugged her curves in a way that left little to the imagination.

The sleek black fabric contrasted against her sun-kissed skin, and despite not being too much of a pervert himself, Ethan caught his gaze lingering for a second too long.

Vanessa, ever perceptive, raised an eyebrow.

“See something you like?” Ethan cleared his throat, tearing his eyes away and pretending to look at the volleyball game happening a few feet away.

“Didn’t know you were the beach type.” She smirked, stretching her arms above her head.

“I like a lot of things, Ethan.

You just never asked.” Fair point.