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.

little away and answered, "Mr.

that was a low blow," Conrad

didn't need him to elaborate to

obviously tattled

things appropriately. If there's an issue, it's on your end," I paused, "for scheduling them both

added, "Mr. Wagner, I'm quite busy.

your schedule to accompany

have you lost

should I babysit

fixing?" I shot

park's lighting

not mincing my words.

do so. Don't worry about the rest," Conrad asserted, pulling

on the

want, act out of spite for your favorites, but I won't join

consider yourself relieved from your duties at the park. Report

a moment, "Are

like I'm joking?" Conrad retorted coldly, "Felicia, don't think

words, I realized he wasn't

looking over the amusement park, a sense of sadness

project and fulfill a dream. Yet, it seemed I was destined not to. Perhaps this was the regret people