A Talk With Newton Scouts

The man was tall, stocky, and had a no-nonsense expression that only deepened when he spotted Ethan approaching.

"Finally," Morgan muttered, crossing his arms. "I was starting to think you wouldn't show Boss."

Ethan arched a brow. "You think I'd ignore your call if it wasn't serious?"

Morgan exhaled, shaking his head. "It's serious, alright. Newton Corp sent people. They're waiting nearby."

Ethan's expression darkened at the mention of Newton Corp.

If there was one company he wanted nothing to do with, it was them. After what they pulled in the past, there was no room for negotiations.

And besides he already knew what this was all about – after all they had come here before.

"Where are they?" he asked, his voice calm but laced with clear disapproval.

"Nearby restaurant. Figured you'd want to deal with it yourself."

Ethan gave a curt nod. "Let's not keep them waiting, then."