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.

up the pieces of something that had been shattered. "Mr. Collins, how do you propose

think?" Ernest clearly caught the underlying tone in Conrad's

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

its owner. Today's

his hands as if to rid himself of dirt. "Mr. Collins, since you have personal matters to attend to, I think you should focus on those. In the meantime, let Mr. Wagner handle

was stunned. Conrad

essentially sidelining Ernest's role.

its end and little left to do, Ernest's presence or

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

Wagner; you have no right to

"Is that so? Let's see about that." He reached for his phone,

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