True Heiress Returns to Her Unemployed Rich Family (Arabella) novel Chapter 537

"Don't worry, I've got it under control," Arabella reassured Ethan.

Ethan got to his feet. "I'll head out now."

"Where to?" Arabella asked casually.

"To see Edward," Ethan replied, just as casually.

Arabella looked puzzled. "You're going to see Edward? Is something up?"

"Weren't you the one who asked me to keep an eye on him?" Ethan shot back, half-amused, half-exasperated.

"Oh, right. That's true," Arabella said. "Then I'll come along. I haven't seen him in a few days anyway."

Ethan pretended to be offended. "You don't trust me not to give him a hard time, do you?"

"Of course not," Arabella said with a light laugh. "It's on the way, and I get a free ride. Win-win."

"Alright, that's more like it," Ethan said, satisfied. "Let's go."

"Sure," Arabella agreed, following him out.

Soon, the two arrived at Macdonald Capital.

"Arabella, Mr. Hamilton—what brings you here?" Edward said, clearly delighted to see them.

Ethan tossed a folder onto Edward's desk. "This is for you."

"What is it?" Edward opened it curiously. When he saw it was a project proposal, he hesitated. "This is...?"

"An investment opportunity with Eastwood Holdings. I put in a word for you. You'll need to prepare the pitch," Ethan explained.

Edward froze, looking as if he couldn't quite believe it. "I tried meeting their CEO before—couldn't even get past the front desk."

Holding the document now, he felt like he was dreaming.

"Don't overthink it. Eastwood Holdings isn't as solid as they pretend to be. They're already starting to slip—that's why they want someone they trust running the show. They didn't know you, so of course they brushed you off," Ethan said calmly.

"You've got this, Edward. I know you can handle it," Arabella chimed in encouragingly.

Ethan added, "If anything's unclear, just ask. I'll help however I can."

"Thank you, Mr. Hamilton," Edward said, genuinely moved.

He'd tried so hard before with no luck, and here Ethan had sorted it with what seemed like a single call.

"Don't mention it. I'm doing this because you're Arabella's brother. It's only right," Ethan said, glancing toward Arabella. "I promised her I'd look out for you. Can't go back on that now."

Goodness, what am I even thinking?

"They're clearly just going over a business proposal," she told herself, tapping her forehead lightly, annoyed at her own wandering mind.

"Arabella, everything alright?" Ethan noticed her subtle movement and looked over with concern. "You feeling okay?"

"Oh, yeah, I'm fine." Arabella shook her head. Her eyes shifted away slightly, avoiding Ethan's gaze. For some reason, she felt a faint sense of guilt.

"Then why's your face so red?" Ethan walked over and asked gently.

"Must be the coffee—it's still pretty hot," Arabella said, relieved to have a ready excuse.

Ethan didn't press further. Softly, he said, "If you're bored, you're welcome to join in."

"I'll pass for now. I caught some of your discussion earlier and it sounds solid. Besides, this is your area of expertise, Ethan—I'm not worried," Arabella replied. She mostly wanted a moment to herself to settle her thoughts, so she kept it light.

Hearing that, Ethan didn't insist. "Just hang tight a bit longer. We're almost done."

"No problem," Arabella said, and returned to sipping her coffee quietly while she waited.

A little while later, Ethan spoke up. "I think this is ready to go."

"Yeah, I think so too. It's way stronger than what I had before—no obvious gaps. This should really work," Edward said, confidence evident in his voice.

"The ball's in your court now," Ethan said, giving Edward's shoulder a friendly pat. "Both Arabella and I believe in you. You can do this."