No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 183



"What's up?" Conrad's voice, chill and boss-like, cut through the tension, the undeniable vibe of a CEO. Gone was the playful banter between us. They say women are fickle, but men are no different.

The head of security, pale and trembling, quickly scrambled over to report the situation. Conrad listened, his gaze eventually landing on Ernest. "So, this mess is due to Mr. Collins' personal vendetta?"

I knew right then that Conrad was itching to take this out on Ernest.

Ernest didn't bite, but Conrad's lips twisted in a mocking smile. "Mr. Collins, hmm?"

"Yes, that's right," Ernest admitted, undeterred.

bent down to pick up the pieces of something that had been shattered. "Mr. Collins, how do

does Mr. Wagner think?" Ernest clearly caught the underlying tone

flames. If it weren't for me, Conrad wouldn't be making a mountain out of this molehill with Ernest. In fact, given his nature, he'd usually back Ernest up.

its owner. Today's blatant disregard was,

broken pieces aside, wiping his hands as if to rid himself of dirt. "Mr. Collins, since you have personal matters to attend to, I think you should focus

was stunned.

essentially sidelining Ernest's role.

testing nearing its end and little left to

make much of a difference. So, in a way, Conrad's move was a classic case of discarding someone once their usefulness had ended. All of a sudden, it hit me - what if Conrad set up that earlier ruckus himself,

Wagner; you have no right to decide whether I stay or go," Ernest retorted

that." He reached for his

a decision without a full investigation. Don't you think that's a bit hasty? And..." I paused for a beat. "Even though the light show is almost ready and could technically