CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

The world believed Ethan to be dead, and Mr. Jakes had seized control of his company under the guise of mourning.

It was a cruel twist of fate, and the weight of the situation pressed down on me like an invincible burden.

In the days that followed, Mr. Joe's family and I continued our job hunt, but the disclosure about Mr. Jakes added another subcaste of urgency to our sweats.

We demanded to not only secure employment but also navigate the complex web of dishonesty spun by Ethan's own father.

The decision to insinuate Ethan's company and seek justice burned within me like an unappeasable fire.

He doesn't deserve it but I needed to do this for my father's sake and David.

The lies Mr. Jakes had spun about Ethan's death, coupled with his audacity to take over the company, fueled my determination.

I picked up my phone and called Mr. Joe, my voice, despite the tears that hovered to betray my feelings.

“Hello, Mr. Joe. I'm sorry to have called you at this time. I have made up