Love's Bitter Edge (Eva and Leonard) novel Chapter 312

Chapter 12 Our Child 

He send their design was different from before. They thought they had no chance of winning the bid,” Cilerin said, looking downicest 

in his classmate for help.. 

His friend was just a part–timer, working on a research project for their PhD studies. They hadn’t expected the company to switch designs minute and actually win the bid 

“Our lecturer confirmed he had applied for his thesis project in the design, so there’s not much we can do about it. He’s willing to testify, but in the company might not cooperate Ugh…” 

Clean took a sip of his drink, clearly frustrated. 

I knew Harmon Group was also inquiring about this situation. They wouldn’t give up on the appeal if there was even a glimmer of hope. Since they decided to abandon it, it seemned Pinnacle Group had already covered all bases, 

No two identical leaves existed. Similarly, there couldn’t be two identical designs. 

Especially with such large interprovincial projects. While the general design might be similar, the details would always differ 

I took a sip of my drink, feeling equally irritated, 

“Hey, you can’t drink alcohol!” Emma exclaimed, pulling me back. 

I forced a smile, realizing she was right. My health was deteriorating, and I could feel my body weakening day by day. 

1 set down my glass of beer and quickly switched to juice. 

“Crystal, did you say you saw Amelia and Luca at the coffee shop?” 

“Yeah, strange, right?” 

Suddenly, an idea struck me. 

Amelia had complained about not feeling well that day, but taking a few photos or a quick video would only take a few minutes. What if she had passed that information to Luca, who then shared it with others? 

I turned back to Glenn. “Did your classmate mention who had them working overtime? Who was in charge of the project plan? 

“I think it was the manager? There’s just one manager.” 

I can’t remember his last name, but he was the one who gave the presentation that day,” Glenn said, his words sending a chill down my spine. 

We might not have enough evidence, but what if we could prove a connection between Luca and the opposing team? 

I suddenly shot up from my seat, startling everyone. 

“Where are you going?” 

Emma pressed down on my shoulder. “I just got here!” 

“I thought of something. Keep eating,” I said, grabbing my bag and hurrying out. 

There were some things others wouldn’t find out, but Leonard needed to know. 

What if Amelia was heartbroken or, worse, vengeful? 

What if she aimed to trap Leonard, preventing him from inheriting Harmon Group while ensuring he’d always be with her? I had a nagging feeling that Amelia was capable of anything 

1 hailed an Uber and called Leonard several times, only for each call to be cut off. When I tried again, he actually blocked me. 

My attempts to message him on WhatsApp met the same fate; a single tick greeted all those messages I sent 

I felt a bit stifled inside, but I still urged the Uber driver to head to Harmon Group