No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 865

Ernest's black silk shirt fluttered against his chest in the sea breeze, half leaning against the railing with an air of easy nonchalance. "Ready to make a move?"

"It's already underway," Sinclair replied, exuding a steady calm that stood in stark contrast to Ernest's slightly rogue demeanor.

Ernest thought about how Sinclair had already brought Fanny back home and probed, "Have you figured out what to say to your family?"

"No rush," Sinclair drawled lazily, "It's better once she's made up her mind."

"Looks like you've laid out your plan long ago, just waiting for the right moment," Ernest mused. The two had met overseas years ago and never imagined they'd cross paths like this.

Their favorite women turned out to be best friends, as close as sisters.

"Ever regret it? Starting this late?" Ernest referred to Fanny's past relationship with Yates.

Sinclair gazed at the rolling waves, "No, everything happens for a reason."

He always knew Yates was the lingering glow in Fanny's heart, a light she needed

to let go of before she could truly move on. He was waiting for her.

Now was just the right time.

"What are you two chatting about?" Grant came over, pushing a cart filled with fruit and drinks.

"Talking about setting you up with someone to end your thirty-something years of bachelorhood," Ernest said, handing Sinclair a glass.

not only pays our salaries but also finds us

looking out for the well-being of my employees," Ernest clinked his

at Fanny and me playing nearby, "Thanks, Mr.

someone you

Sinclair, "What does Mr. Anderson

pivot, but these two men weren't ordinary

gleamed with amusement, turning expectantly

sip of his drink

Grant

you

Staken aback, "Why not?

is there something

know about me, or

is there

a misunderstanding?"

himself, so Grant turned to Ernest, but

sides wouldn't do,

you guys anyway,"

you go, ladies, have some fruit," Grant said with a cheerful

could lift anyone's

juice," I said

Grant

juice, lots of