No More Waiting, She Chooses Love
Chapter 709

"Man, you're just playing me for a fool."

I continued chewing on the food in my mouth, while playfully lifting his chin with my finger, my lips inching closer to his, "I've already had a piece of you, why would I mind touching you now?" Phipps looked into my eyes, which deepened in intensity. Before he could make a move, I swiftly pulled away and left the kitchen for the bathroom to wash my hands.

I was enjoying my meal until he decided to annoy me.

But even so, I didn't feel disgusted, not like when Dustin looks at me or speaks, which makes my stomach turn.

Thinking of him, I remembered how forceful he was last night... things are going to be awkward between us from now on. And I can't use him anymore.

Otherwise, I might not replace out anything before he completely overpowers me.

And, I'm worried he might go after Phipps, especially after Phipps ruined his plans last night and got on his bad side.

When I finished up in the bathroom, Phipps had already served breakfast, even pouring me some porridge.

"Where are you heading later?" I asked him while sipping my porridge.

"Got something for me to do?" Phipps joined me for breakfast, completely relaxed and composed, even when cooking in the kitchen or when I teased him, showing no signs of panic or unease. "I'm just worried Dustin won't let you off the hook after last night," I cautioned.

Phipps served me a bite of the side dish, "Try this."

"Aren't you scared, or are you just waiting for him to make a move?" I lost my appetite.

"Even without last night, he wouldn't have let me be," I understood what he meant, he was waiting for Dustin to lose it.

Thinking about what Dustin did in Houston, I couldn't help but say, "He likes to use others to do his dirty work, never getting his hands dirty."

Phipps didn't respond, just looked at me, leaving me puzzled, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

He lowered his gaze, saying, "I'll take care of myself."

His phone rang right after he spoke. He glanced at the caller ID and stood up, prompting me to ask, "Allen or Dustin?"

Phipps hesitated for a couple of seconds, "Allen!"

"Just take it here," I wanted to hear what Allen had to say.

Although he hadn't admitted he was Ernest, I was certain of it, so I couldn't allow him to slip up anymore.

Phipps looked at me for a few seconds before finally sitting down and answering the call on speaker.

"Where are you?" Allen's voice was cocky, with an air of superiority.

"At Ms. Hudson's, having breakfast," Phipps honestly replied.

Allen chuckled mockingly over the phone, "Not bad! You're quite something!"

Though it was a compliment, the sarcasm was evident, and sure enough, Allen's next words were laced with mockery, "Phipps, do you have any idea who that womanis? You think you're too comfortable?"

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"Mr. Clark, you didn't object when Ms. Hudson took me under her wing, did you?" Phipps's question was spot on.

His emergence, bearing an uncanny resemblance to Ernest, was all part of Allen's plan to irritate Dustin and get under his skin.

"I didn't object, but I didn't expect

you to confront Dustin either. He's not happy now, so you better think of an exit strategy," Allen made his purpose for calling clear.

"Are you suggesting I handle it myself?" Phipps asked directly.

"What else?" Allen snorted, "You dared to provoke the tiger; you must have your plans."

He started probing Phipps, all of them were cunning, with countless tricks up their sleeves.

"My plan involves having Mr. Clark backing me," Phipps still gave Allen due respect while reminding him not to back out now.

"Hah, hah," Allen laughed dryly, "Phipps, you should know why I kept you at the Sapphire Lounge."

Phipps didn't bite, and Allen coughed

twice, "Phipps, I'll protect you if you want, but tell me the truth, are you

or not?"