My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 1141

Ethan and Amelia walked beside the assistant, their pace matching his. Ethan glanced over and asked, “Why isn’t my brother here?”

The assistant kept his tone polite. “Mr. Lane is tied up with work right now. He couldn’t make it to pick you up.”

Amelia, never one for patience, spoke up before the assistant could finish. “Why’s my brother been stuck in the capital for so long? Even his little nephew misses him. Is it because of Isabella?”

Lately, news about Isabella Austin had been everywhere, and just hearing the whispers was enough to make anyone uneasy.

Amelia had been heartbroken when she first heard that Isabella was dead. Not long after, rumors started swirling that Isabella had somehow come back, living under a different name. Before Amelia could even process that, she found out Isabella had been arrested for a crime and was facing prison time.

Things only got more twisted. The Austin family announced Isabella wasn’t even their real daughter. The shock of it left Amelia reeling. Sure, Isabella had made mistakes, but Amelia had always been fiercely loyal to her friends, and she liked Isabella a lot. The whole mess was tangled up with Emily Blair, too. If anyone could be blamed for Isabella landing in prison, it was Emily.

And no one, not in the whole world, did Amelia despise more than Emily Blair.

With all that stacked up, Amelia didn’t hesitate. She took Isabella’s side, even coming all the way to the capital to see if she could do anything to help.

Isabella’s second hearing hadn’t happened yet, so there was still hope.

The assistant gave her a small, practiced smile. “You’d have to ask Mr. Lane about that, Miss Lane. As far as I know, he’s been completely focused on work, handling everything online. He’s actually been getting a lot done.”

Amelia narrowed her eyes, not buying it. “Really? My brother hasn’t asked you to do anything for Isabella?”

The assistant kept his expression unreadable. “I’ve been busy with my regular workload. If you’re worried about Miss Austin, you should talk to Mr. Lane yourself when he’s free.”

Amelia stared at him, then muttered under her breath, “So, that’s a no.”

The assistant just smiled again, offering no answer.

The assistant didn’t even need to check. “You have a meeting with Mr. Cox from the financial company.”

He hesitated, glancing at Andrew’s face. “Mr. Lane, are you sure you want to go looking like this?”

Andrew pressed his knuckles gently to a bruise by his mouth. “It’s fine.”

The assistant nodded. “Okay.”

Just as the assistant expected, Mr. Cox looked completely stunned when he saw Andrew walk in.

Andrew didn’t seem to care at all. He greeted Mr. Cox with a steady handshake and a calm, confident smile.