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."

up, "Jefferson, take this seat.

my heart skip a beat. I've always been somewhat wary around

missing a beat and still focusing on setting the table, he said, "This way, you

Jefferson's words were comforting.

applauded myself for relying on him. He hadn't left me in an awkward

you so protective of a girl

cutlery in front of me, ensuring everything was perfectly aligned, "She's like a sister. Not

warning to Allen that I was

With

the wise guy he is, just laughed it off and

it so

respond, Jefferson had already steered the conversation

a while, Allen glanced at

el?

, we've been hogging

just as much about the game as we do, maybe even more. Her skills are top-tier among the ladies,"

dinner, we head to Jefferson's

rounds, and if she

was

opinion wasn't sought, but I didn't