On the television screen, Ethan Blackwood's perfect features filled the frame. His cold expression and sharp, intimidating gaze fixed ahead, exuding a natural air of arrogance that warned others to keep their distance. Surrounded by bodyguards, he walked from the courthouse toward his car.
This was still the major news from the other day at the courthouse.
A crowd had gathered beneath the screen, chattering enthusiastically and swooning over Ethan's striking face.
"He's so handsome, it's unreal."
"That face is practically godlike. Why doesn't he go into acting?"
"Please, he's Ethan Blackwood, a member of the Blackwood family. Their wealth alone could crush an entire nation…"
"Did you see the scar near his eye? It's pretty noticeable."
"Doesn't that make him even more manly? All these male celebrities these days are so soft. Look at him—his gaze alone is pure dominance."
"Do you think he was really behind the kidnapping?"
"The authorities cleared him, said it wasn't him."
