Chapter Seventy

Mr ethan turned to look at trevor. A small scoff escaped his lips, “But that can't be. You said she was a poor low-life,” Mr. Ethan shook his head, struggling to comprehend the revelation.

“That's how she was when I first met her, broke and alone after losing her father. She had nothing! Working as a bar attendant” Trevor's said, a devilish smirk on his face as he looked at Emma.

Emma's mouth hung open as she looked at Trevor, " W..what? I was never an attendant!!" She defended herself, but it all stood out deaf ears as Trevor and his father stared at her.

Ethan exhaled as he looked at his son, “Well,She's proven herself capable, unlike the last secretary who was lazy and rude,” Mr. Ethan dismissed Trevor's outburst with a wave of his hand, focusing his attention on Emma.

“Why didn't you tell me you used to date my son?” His tone was now more curious than accusatory, as if he was trying to piece together the puzzle of their complicated past.

With anticipation fluttering in her chest,