No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 228



The door swung open to a room filled with boisterous laughter, immediately drawing my gaze to the man seated in the place of honor. Something about him seemed familiar.

"Meet Allen, my golfing buddy and great friend," Jefferson introduced with a gesture towards him.

As I scrutinized the man's features, his name clicked in my mind: Allen Clark. The son of the influential Lord Clark, currently at the helm of the Clark Group.

I had done my homework on him online. He was known as a snooker enthusiast, having clinched the amateur championship title.

Somehow, I had overlooked the possibility of him crossing paths with Jefferson, let alone being close friends.

"Is this our little Felicia?" Allen chimed in with a smile.

His voice sounded warm, but it sent shivers down my spine. Despite his clean public profile, if his father was involved in murky dealings, he couldn't be entirely innocent.

Looks can be deceiving, after all.

"Felicia, just call him Allen," Jefferson said as he pulled out a chair for me. "He's the guy to turn to if you ever need anything."

a seat, Allen spoke up, "Jefferson, take this seat. Let's have Felicia between us, so I can get

beat. I've always been somewhat

beat and still focusing on setting the

Jefferson's words were comforting.

for relying on

you

arranged the cutlery in front of me, ensuring everything was perfectly aligned, "She's like

as a subtle warning to Allen that I was

With

he is, just laughed it off and looked at me, "You've got a good one

putting it

could respond, Jefferson had already steered the conversation towards the recent

while, Allen glanced

el?

been hogging the g left

won't be bored. She knows just as much about the game as we do, maybe

"Really? How about after dinner, we head to Jefferson's

Five rounds, and if she wins

Allen was

didn't object.