Chapter 25: The humiliation
Ethan took some time to process her words. He remembered that tragic day vividly, though it had happened over a decade ago. It was unfortunate and tragic.
"The accident happened over a decade ago," he mumbled in a daze, wondering why she wanted to investigate it after so many years. "I’m not sure how much I’ll be able to uncover after so many years. But why now, Ava? Why dig this up?"
Ava’s expression darkened, her features hardening with a determination that unsettled him. "Because Dylan thinks my father is responsible for it."
"What?" Ethan’s eyes widened in disbelief. He could instantly understand why Dylan might have this suspicion. But hadn’t Thomas cleared up the confusion a long time ago?
"I don’t know why he thinks that way," Ava continued dejectedly.
"I think I know the reason," Ethan murmured, his brow furrowing as he recalled that fateful night. "I was there, Ava. I was working as a waiter at the party when it all happened. I remember everything."
Ava grew curious. "Tell me, Ethan. What did you see?" She leaned forward and waited for his answer.
Ethan’s gaze drifted as if he were looking through the walls of the restaurant, back to that night. "It was the annual party for Williams Holdings, held at one of the most luxurious venues at the time," he began. "It was a big event—lots of people, influential names. The atmosphere was lively. Everyone was in good spirits. But I remember Mrs. Brooks falling ill suddenly—she looked pale, and Mr. Brooks decided to leave the party early."
He breathed deeply as he continued, "It was sometime later that Mr. Williams received a call from Mr. Brooks. His car wouldn’t start. So your father called me over, handed me his car keys, and asked me to take it to Mr. Brooks."