Crowned by the Man They Feared (Amelia and Jeremy) novel Chapter 372

**Title: Broken by Destiny by George Orwell**
**Chapter 372: A Dangerous Curiosity**

Josie had always adhered to a strict rule about love and marriage—she simply wouldn’t entertain the idea. Flirting with younger men was one of her guilty pleasures; it was fun, lighthearted, and never meant to delve into deeper emotions. Love, she believed, was a trap, and she was determined not to fall into it.

Typically, she would joke about the pretty girls in town or tease the boys who were far too young for her. It was all in good fun, a playful banter that kept her entertained and the atmosphere light. But to hear her seriously criticize a man? That was a rarity, a new development that caught even her by surprise.

“Aww, you really have no clue how bizarre that guy is. I just mentioned him in passing; don’t get the wrong idea,” Josie exclaimed, her voice quick and defensive, as she shook her head vehemently.

Her gaze fell upon Anderson, and she regarded him with a look of distaste, as if he were a particularly unpleasant object on the sidewalk that she would prefer to avoid stepping on. Her general disdain for men was palpable, and her irritation was especially directed at those who spoke too much or too loudly.

There was absolutely no way she would ever find herself interested in a man like that—no chance at all.

Amelia, on the other hand, simply smiled, choosing to remain silent. She could see through Josie’s façade, the layers of defense she had built around her heart, but she opted not to expose her friend’s vulnerabilities. After all, if something were to blossom between Josie and Anderson one day, it wouldn’t be the worst outcome imaginable.

After dropping Amelia off at her office, Jeremy returned to his own workplace, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of the small town they had just left behind. Before departing, he had instructed his assistant to look into the brothers who had been causing trouble in the area.

Not long after Jeremy settled back into his routine, his assistant appeared, efficiently delivering a stack of files laden with information.

It turned out that these so-called bullies were merely small-time troublemakers—nothing that posed a significant threat to their plans.

With a flick of his wrist, Jeremy tossed the files onto Anderson’s desk, his voice steady as he said, “I’ve done my part. If you still can’t manage that town, then forget about ever collaborating with me again.”

This time, Jeremy had made a significant investment in the construction of the resort project, and he wasn’t about to let it falter due to a few local nuisances.

Anderson flipped through the documents, a grin spreading across his face. “Relax. I’ll handle it,” he replied, exuding confidence.

But then, as if a thought had struck him out of the blue, he pivoted the conversation.

“Hey, Jeremy, is Amelia’s friend single? She’s got a fiery spirit. Kinda my type,” he said, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Jeremy shot him a stern look, one that conveyed both disbelief and exasperation. “You can’t keep your pants on; any woman is your type. Don’t even think about pursuing Amelia’s friend; she’s not interested in your kind of man.”

Anderson clutched his chest dramatically, feigning a wound to his heart. “Seriously? Do you even have a heart? Are we still brothers or what?”

He pointed an accusatory finger at Jeremy, groaning, “And Amelia isn’t even your girlfriend yet, but you’re already playing the protective big brother for her best friend? You’re so biased!”

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