No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 378



"No way."

"I mean, if we're talking looks and presence, how does he even compare to me?" Grant said, puffing out his chest and striking a pose, clearly pleased with himself.

"Did I hear it right that he's the one who funded the startup?" I pressed on for more details.

"Oh, yeah, he's the big boss, the real deal," Grant chuckled, "While everyone calls me Mr. Smith and treats me like I'm someone important, I'm just a high-level employee, same as you and Mr. Collins."

His tone was so casual and friendly.

"Then why doesn't he manage the company himself?" I asked, genuinely curious.

"You kidding?" Grant scoffed at me, "The guy's loaded. Owns a bunch of companies. Why would he bother managing this one?"

I glanced towards the private room's door. Was that short guy really loaded?

Having lived with the Wagner family for years, I thought I had a good sense of who the wealthy players were, and I'd never heard of a Collins in those circles.

"Don't believe me?" Grant saw the skepticism on my face. "You need to get out more."

I was at a loss for words.

he's only in his early thirties. Now that the coal industry is slowing down, the Collins family is branching out into other ventures. Our Mr. Collins might not look like much, but he's sharp," Grant tapped

a lot of my

I couldn't help teasing, "Westridge folks

boss has investments overseas too, bet you didn't see

wouldn't have guessed," I said, feigning surprise, "And here I thought Mr. Smith's Mr. Collins

you think?" Grant asked,

thought about Ernest's broke-ass look and decided it

intellect, could run circles around Jeremy. But when it came to wealth, Jeremy could

bet

the big boss waiting. Wouldn't want

with a laugh, into the

stopped me, "Director Hudson, you

with a laugh, "Ernest is just

an underdog," Grant threw out there before I

They just sat

intense showdown.

Had Ernest and

their first meeting; that

lighten the mood, "Sorry for

a seat," Jeremy's demeanor was down-to-earth, his speech friendly, a stark contrast to

filling

was outing me for snooping around