No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 114



I stood still, watching as Ernest made his way onto the elevator platform, calling out to me with a hint of excitement, "Come on, join me up here." Clutching a lollipop in my hand, I eyed him skeptically, especially when he added, "There's some fine-tuning that needs your eye."

It was the same line he used to lure me up there before. And what had I seen then?

"Ernest, it's work hours. Don't mix personal favors with business, okay? Don't try to trick me," I warned him.

He let out a subdued "Oh," but stayed where he was, obviously waiting for me to make a move.

Reluctantly, I approached the elevator. As I was about to step onto it, Ernest reached out to help me, but I dodged his hand.

Just as my foot touched the platform, it suddenly jerked, throwing me off balance. Instinctively, I reached out, grabbing his arm for support.

My cheeks flushed with embarrassment at the awkward contact, but Ernest was already scanning the area, muttering, “Need to get someone to check this elevator. Why's it shaking all of a sudden?"

Silence followed his question.

Ernest wasn't playing games this time. Once we were on the elevator, he began the adjustments while I observed, ready to suggest any changes. But not even half an hour into our task, my phone buzzed with a call from Conrad. Seeing his name, a sense of dread washed over me. This call wasn't about work. More likely, it was because Haley had complained about something to him.

Since he was my boss, I couldn't just ignore the call.

a little away and answered, "Mr.

low blow," Conrad accused right

need him to elaborate to know what this was

favorite had obviously tattled

issue, it's on your end," I paused, "for scheduling them both at the

added, "Mr. Wagner, I'm quite

accompany Haley

you lost

I babysit

fixing?"

the park's lighting

not mincing my words.

Don't worry about the

on the

can play the tyrant all you want, act out of spite for your

the park. Report back to the office," Conrad's

paused for a

retorted coldly, "Felicia, don't think the park

I realized he wasn't

the ground, looking over the

betrayal, I swallowed my pride and stayed on just to finish this project and fulfill a dream. Yet, it seemed I was destined not to. Perhaps this was the