The Poor Boy Who Promised, “One Day I’ll Marry You” to the Girl Who Shared Her Lunch—Years Later, He Came Back

But inside?

Nothing.

Afterward, his business partner, Michael Grant, pulled him aside.

“You okay?”

“I’m fine.”

Michael sighed.

“You’ve been saying that for years. Ever since you started buying properties on the south side. Why there?”

Ethan said nothing.

Michael studied him closely.

“It’s because of that girl, isn’t it? The one you’re always talking about.”