No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 557

"Are you here for the game? Got your ticket yet?" Conrad changed the subject smoothly.

"Not yet. You got one to spare? I'll buy it off you," I replied, not about to play hard to get. It's silly to take the long way round when there's a shortcut.

Conrad chuckled, "Got one, but it's not for sale."

As he said this, he pulled out not one, but two tickets from his pocket. "Had them saved for you. Jefferson's doing."

Hearing that sent a little thrill through me. Jefferson hadn't called me over, yet he'd reserved tickets for me. He was expecting me.

Would he have been disappointed if I hadn't shown up?

I took the tickets, "Can I get one more?"

Conrad looked surprised but nodded, pulling out another ticket.

"Conrad, you're really coming across like a scalper," I teased, taking the tickets for free.

He just laughed, not biting, and I didn't know what else to say.

Just then, Mack came down with Susie, pushing her suitcase. Susie followed shyly behind him; they were really quite sweet together.

"My friend," I said to Conrad, standing up.

Mack came over with Susie. "Felicia."

I turned to Susie, who looked warily at Conrad before calling out loudly, "Licia, my dear sister-in-law."

That girl was full of tricks, deliberately using that term to tease Conrad and mark her territory.

"Mack says he'll take good care of you, but if anything happens, or if he bullies you, call me," I gave Susie some confidence, also a warning to Mack.

Susie's cheeks flushed but she quickly defended Mack, "He wouldn't bully me, you can relax."

I glanced at Mack and handed him the tickets, "These can't be bought with money."

"They're probably Ernest's men," I mused, as Ernest had mentioned he'd have someone look after me.

Conrad stayed silent, and I decided to go upstairs. Maybe staying in my room was the safest option.

"Dustin mentioned you had trouble with someone named Brown back home. I've looked into him. He's a VIP member at Club Q," Conrad stopped me in my tracks.

"And he's got quite a following. His injury back home caused quite a stir, a lot of uproar," Conrad's tone was grave. "Felicia, it's dangerous for you to be here alone."

Brown's background, something Ernest surely knew but hadn't shared with me, probably to keep me from worrying.

Now Conrad was telling me, wanting me to be cautious and careful.

Both men I had loved, each protecting me in their own way.

I looked at Conrad, "So, what now?"