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.

saying you got hurt to

let Allen find out I was pretending to

if Dustin knew Ernest's real identity, he hadn't told Allen. "And who exactly is Phipps?" I pressed, recalling Ernest's earlier vague mentions. Now that Phipps

Ernest's revelation left

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

not the top

above him, the real leader, whose reach extends across dozens of

grave tone.

with international reach suggested

yet these parasites

chill ran down my spine, not because of Ernest, but the thought of someone with a face like his

sensed my

shook my head, urging him

for reading my emotions, even when I didn't voice

shock, horror, and a

me, I would remain oblivious