Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 343

At two in the morning, in the corner of a 24-hour convenience store.

Ethan sat by the window, reading a book.

The title was ironic—*Intimate Connections: How to Mend a Broken Love*.

Beside it was a stack of other books: *Criminal Psychology* and *Reading People Through Microexpressions*.

"Ethan! That shelf is empty, get over there and restock it!"

The manager was a young man in his early twenties with bleached-blond hair.

A cigarette dangled from his lips as he walked over and kicked Ethan in the shin.

Ethan stumbled, nearly falling off his chair.

He bit his lower lip, slowly closed his book, and answered, "Right away, sir."

As he turned, he felt for the business card in his pocket.

Amelia's assistant had given it to him.

***

The next afternoon, at a private club.

Amelia leaned back on the sofa, looking at the man across from her.

Ethan had made an effort to wear a decent suit, but he still looked down on his luck no matter how you sliced it.

"I hear Mr. Ward has something to show me?" Amelia got straight to the point.

"Yes."

Ethan sat up straight, diving right in. "Years ago, Damien used some unsavory methods to take over a few smaller companies. I have something that, while not enough to send him to prison, is certainly enough to shake the Clarke family's stock price for a while."

In reality, this was all just Ethan's speculation, completely unfounded.

The so-called "evidence" was nothing more than gossip he'd heard at bars, cobbled together with his own fantasies.

But Amelia was no fool.

She was the eldest daughter of the Cross family, the sole heir to the Cross Group.

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