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Beseeched 613

    Chapter 613 No Regrets, No Turning Back


    Chapter 613 No Regrets, No Turning Back


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    “As long as you look at things from your perspective, it doesn’t matter who’s right or wrong. If you’re happy, then it’s right.


    “Now that thepany issue is settled, you don’t have anything holding you back anymore, right?”


    After saying thatst line, Aidan looked at her deeply.


    Then he stood up and walked out.


    <b>“</b>If that’s true, then you don’t have anything holding you back.”


    That meant she could do whatever she wanted. She could <b>go </b>see her daughter. She could have so many possibilities.


    Dawn’s breathing suddenly stopped for a moment. The hand resting on the armrest tightened, then slowly loosened.


    After a long time, she lifted her head.


    She looked at the figure still standing there on the security screen.


    <i>Ethan</i><i>, </i><i>long </i><i>time </i><i>no </i><i>see</i>.


    The night grew deeper and darker. Inside the hazy, heated nightclub, men and women moved to the music. Alcohol magnified the desires buried deep inside them, pushing everyone closer to their limits.


    In the office hallway, the man had been standing there for who knew how long. Staff passed by again and again until the outside security team finally noticed him.


    The main reason this club was so popr was its top–level security.


    Here, no matter who you were, if you were harassed, you would be protected.


    The rules were strict. Status didn’t matter.


    “Mr. Jackson.”


    The moment he heard the title, Ethan looked up.


    They actually knew who he was.


    Victor curved his lips slightly. “Looks like you don’t remember me, Mr. Jackson. I used to be Mr. Curran’s bodyguard. I was once assigned to protect Miss.”


    That reminder made Ethan remember.


    He narrowed his eyes. “Why are you working here?”


    “Just making a living,” Victor said simply.


    Then, switching to a more professional tone, he added, “This area is restricted to guests. Please cooperate and move to the main floor, Mr. Jackson.”


    Ethan hadn’t drunk in a long time. The strong liquor from earlier made his head spin. He pressed his fingers against his aching


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    Chapter 613 No Regrets, No Turning Back


    temple. “You guys trained for this? Even the way you talk sounds the same.”


    “Of course. Every employee goes through training before starting work.”


    “Who trained you?”


    Victor reacted quickly. He realized Ethan was trying to get information from him.


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    He smiled calmly, neither humble nor arrogant. “That’s outside your authority, Mr. Jackson. Please move to the main floor.”


    Ethan looked up. His eyes were sharp and full of raw aggression like a wolf. “I’ll leave. But you need to answer a question from me.”


    “Go ahead, sir.”


    “Is Dawn here?”


    At first, he thought he might have imagined it. But when Victor showed up, that feeling became stronger.


    She had to be here.


    Victor answered honestly. “Yes.”


    The fire around Ethan seemed to die instantly. He raised a hand and pressed against his chest. A sharp, heavy pain spread through him, almost making him lose his bnce.


    “Mr. Jackson, I’ve answered your question. Now, please leave.”


    “Okay.”


    His voice was hoarse, but he finally turned and walked away.


    Not long after he left, Dawn came downstairs.


    “Ms. Porter.”


    Victor knew she must have seen everything. He was about to exin, but Dawn smiled and shook her head, “You did the right thing. You don’t need to show anyone special treatment. Him included.”


    “Yes, Ms. Porter.”


    “Go back to work. My friend is still outside.”


    She had slipped in earlier while <b>Anna </b>was on a phone call. After this long, Anna should be back already.


    Anna was leaning her forehead against the table when she came back to the booth. She looked drunk.


    Dawn instinctively nced in a certain direction, then quickly looked away.


    “Anna?”


    “You… you’re back.”


    Anna lifted her head and grinned at her. “I knew you wouldn’t leave me here alone. Baby, you’re so pretty.”


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    Chapter 613 No Regrets, No Turning Back


    <i>Is </i><i>she </i><i>drunk</i>?


    Dawn held her face with both hands. “Anna, there’s actually a secret I’ve never told you.”


    “What secret?”


    “I’m your dad.”


    Dawn was speechless.


    Anna pped her hand away. “Wow, Dawn, bold move. You think I’m drunk and stupid or something?”


    “If you’re not stupid, then tell me, what did you say when you called Leon earlier?”


    “…”


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    Anna started to speak, but her eyes visibly dimmed.


    She finished the drink in her ss and mmed the empty cup onto the table. The sharp sound was audible even amidst the loud music. Then, she sighed deeply. Her voice carried a kind of confusion Dawn had never heard before. “Tell me. How do you live your life without regrets when ites to love?”


    Dawn slowly rubbed her finger against the wine ss. Suddenly, she felt like she had no right to give advice.


    Anna had been tangled up with that guy for years. Dawn didn’t know all the details, but she had heard recently that he got divorced.


    How do <i>you </i><i>live </i><i>without </i><i>regrets</i><i>? </i>


    There was no real answer.


    No matter what you chose, there would always be regret.


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    <strong>Olivia Harris</strong> is an emerging author celebrated for her captivating romantic and steamy novels. With a talent for crafting deep emotional connections and fiery chemistry between her characters, Olivia’s stories offer readers an escape into worlds filled with passion, intrigue, and heart-stopping drama.
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