The Last Time I Loved Him (Autumn and Ryan) novel Chapter 93

Chapter 9

The banquet was a resounding success.

After wave upon wave of sycophantic greetings and flattery, I officially joined the Smith Group as its youngest CEO.

"I just wanted to see the fountain. Why are you two always following me?"

Jacob and Jack had become my constant shadows at the office.

"Mia, look! This musical fountain has colored water! You once said fountains shouldn't always be transparent, so I designed this!" Jacob announced proudly.

Not to be outdone, Jack countered, "No, Mia, look closer! At the end of the music, the water forms the shape of a four-leaf clover - I had it specially designed just for you! Isn't the four-leaf clover your favorite?"

The rooftop on the 50th floor now had this delightful fountain.

It turned out the they two remembered my preferences after all.

I stared at them for a moment. Indeed, they were tall, handsome, and came from an impeccable family background. It was no surprise the women at the company were utterly infatuated with them.

"So, Mia, whose design do you like better?"

"That goes without saying-it's mine, of course!"

But those women didn't know that, with me, these two were just childish brats.

The intern who used to assist me rushed over breathlessly:

"Ms. Smith, Mr. Spencer... um, both of you —there's a man kneeling outside, insisting he must see Ms. Smith."

Ethan's company had crumbled, but I had ensured this intern landed a decent job.

The brothers' smiles vanished as they replied coldly, "Throw him out. Ms. Smith isn't someone just anyone can meet."

Even their stern demeanor seemed to captivate women. The intern blushed deeply.

"He's already been thrown out. But he said if we didn't let him see her, he'd stay kneeling outside the building until he died.

It's... it's been three hours now."

I stood up. Someone was willing to kneel for hours just to see me?

"Who is it?"

The intern hesitated nervously, as though afraid of my temper.

"It's... Ethan."

Let him give up: "Bring him up."

Hearing this, Jack and Jacob stood beside me, composed yet watchful. They never pried into my past, but whenever I needed them, they stepped up without hesitation.

Sometimes I wondered-did they see me as a sister? Or was there something more?

Ethan walked in, and as soon as he saw me, he knelt down.

When did he start kneeling so much? I wasn't used to talking to people this way.