No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 742

My nose crinkled as Ernest tapped it twice with his finger. "Can't you just play dumb for once?"

I shook my head side to side with a playful grin. "No dodging. Be honest with me."

Ernest gently held my face, stopping my movements. "Stop that, or you'll make yourself dizzy."

"Then tell me why," I insisted, looking directly into his eyes.

Ernest had a tell; his eyes would lose focus when he was lying. Oddly enough, I hadn't noticed it when he claimed he didn't love me.

"You know who's really behind the accident, don't you?" he said, fiddling with my eyelashes.

His words confirmed my suspicions that he knew the truth.

"Licia, your lashes are as long as they were when you were a child," he tried to divert the conversation.

"You're saying you got hurt to

Allen find out I was

Dustin knows," I blurted out, then remembered that Dustin wasn't truly aligned with Allen. So even if Dustin knew Ernest's real identity, he hadn't told Allen. "And who exactly is Phipps?"

know?" Ernest's

but I hadn't imagined Ernest played the ringleader. No wonder he could uncover secrets about Deborah at the Sapphire Lounge so easily. "And here I thought Phipps was just an ordinary male model, not the mastermind of vice,"

not the

the real leader, whose reach extends across dozens of countries," Ernest spoke

grave tone.

with international reach suggested immense power behind the

so beautiful, yet these parasites

of someone with a face like his being involved in crimes against women filled me with dread belongs

my unease.

head, urging

He always had a knack for reading my emotions, even when

shock, horror, and a

told me, I would remain oblivious to the filth hiding behind the world's