No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 379



Dinner was a smooth affair, with Jeremy not putting on airs of a boss at all.

Aside from passing me dishes and occasionally asking if I needed water, Ernest was almost silent, cool to the point where you'd think he was the boss.

After the meal, Jeremy left in his understated Maybach.

Grant, having enjoyed a few drinks, called for a rideshare.

While waiting, Grant slung an arm around Ernest's shoulder. "Ernest, what do you think? Were you satisfied with how tonight went?"

Ernest brushed off his hand. "You've had too much to drink."

"Not at all, I know you're worried I'll blab, but trust me, I've got it under control," Grant tried to pat Ernest on the shoulder again.

This time, Ernest grabbed his wrist firmly. "Mr. Smith, I really dislike it when people pat my shoulder. You should probably avoid doing it to others as well. There's this old wives' tale that everyone's fortune rests on their shoulders, and you might just slap someone's good luck away. Get it?"

I almost laughed out loud, not expecting Ernest to care about such superstitions.

Grant was initially confused, then burst into laughter. "Ernest, since when did you start buying into those old wives' tales? I remember you used to..." "Your ride's here," Ernest cut him off just as the rideshare arrived.

Without being asked, Ernest took the initiative. "He's the one who called for the ride, talk to him."

Ernest wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

yet. Why are you leaving?" Grant called out to us, but

reached the car,

Ernest sensed something

the car, I looked at Ernest. "Did Mr. Collins strike you as

frowned slightly. "Why,

like a boss than he does," I

thought the same," Ernest naturally continued,

chuckled softly, touching his face. "Yeah, you look like something

disappointed? Or did you hope

my head. "No, don't

just the way you are.

clear background. It makes me

any alcohol tonight, but my

one day, Licia? Would you feel unsafe

did

didn't answer.

struggles, even to

I reassured him, "Feeling safe has nothing to do with

that, I withdrew my hand. "Let's

Von

Ernest pressed my hand against the car,

had drunk tonight, his breath laced with the scent of liquor, mingling