No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 828

He'd really do it!

But how am I supposed to take something I don't have?

"Well, then stop wasting time and just bury me here," I said without a hint of fear.

Perhaps it was because I'd been through so much that I'd developed a resistance to being scared.

"Allen, you see it yourself, there's nothing here. Ernest told me he'd left it here. That's why I didn't spill the beans when you guys asked. Turns out, he played me too," I said with a self-deprecating chuckle.

I was trying to make him think Ernest had deceived me, so they wouldn't trace it back to Yolande.

"Don't try to pull a fast one on me. You and your partner are slippery as fish, always up to something. You're definitely hiding something," Allen retorted, still skeptical.

Then one of his goons chimed in, "Mr. Clark, maybe we should dig a bit more? It might be buried deeper."

Seriously...

"Then what are you standing around for? Dig!" Allen barked, dragging me over to the pit as his men started digging furiously.

They dug until they hit rock bottom, but found nothing.

"Mr. Clark, there really isn't anything..." the goon said cautiously.

lashed out with a kick, sending the guy tumbling into the

You can just stay down

his gaze to me. I

Well then... you're the perfect hostage. If Ernest tries any funny business,

as a hostage flashed before my eyes. "Ernest? Funny business? He's

laughed, a sound that was eerily menacing in

thought you two

story, but I

you can

mistake your

me pause. Then I realized-that

It was Phipps.

Ernest had told me Phipps was in trouble. Clearly, there was

I knew.

it wasn't Ernest

clutches, and he hadn't

is my Ernest?"

wanna know? Hand over the goods, and he'll

bother responding. He nodded at my silence,

to stumble, "Let me go. I