No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 230



"No way, Mr. Clark, you just outplayed me, you saw it. I'm just a hobbyist," I said modestly.

"Even hobbyists have mentors. Your technique doesn't look like something Jefferson would teach. Who's been coaching you?" Allen was getting nosy.

My snooker skills were all picked up from watching Conrad play. He never officially taught me; I just watched him play, and eventually started playing myself when I got bored.

Since I learned by watching Conrad, naturally, my playing style mirrored his. Once he noticed I could play, he'd often ask me to join him for a game. "Since when did Mr. Clark become such a gossip queen, poking his nose into everything?" a familiar voice chimed in.

I didn't need to look back; I recognized that voice instantly.

Conrad had shown up. It was turning into quite the gathering.

He stood by my side and without doing anything more, made everything clear to Allen.

"Heh, I was wondering why this lady's game looked so familiar. Turns out it's..." Allen trailed off, his gaze flitting between me and Conrad.

Then, realization dawned on him. "Don't tell me she's your childhood sweetheart?"

that term

destined to marry Conrad and started calling me

up transferring schools not long after, and nobody dared

mute. You wanted to play, right? I'll play with you today," Conrad said, casually tossing his jacket to me. The gesture was so fluid, just like old

jacket over so fast, I didn't even get a chance to say no. But I

jacket aside, signaling that

"What do you want

lump in my throat. "I wish I didn't have

to say more, but I cut him off: "You haven't told me what you

his eyes growing more intense and somber, yet he didn't

and the boss of

is indeed Grant. As

I did some digging. Three years ago, when your company was founded, Grant's account received a significant

Collins?

that name made

daze. "You've been acting off lately. Are you

reality. "No, just curiously poking

on elaborating and simply smiled lightly. "If

back toward

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