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?"

hadn't heard that term in a

joined the Wagner family, some classmates found out I was destined to marry Conrad and

ended up transferring schools not long after, and nobody dared mention it

will think you're 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

so fast, I didn't even get a chance to say no. But I wasn't about to stand around holding his jacket like some servant girl all

Jefferson, setting Conrad's jacket aside, signaling that I wanted to speak with him

to speak. "What do

lump in my throat. "I wish

him off:

more intense and

the

Grant.

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

Collins?

of Ernest, that name

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

to reality.

smiled lightly. "If you

glanced back toward the

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