No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 609

The last time I saw Ernest, I was literally hanging by a thread, side by side with Yolande, suspended high above.

Beneath us was a massive pool, promising a chilling embrace with just a snap of the rope.

Down there, it wasn't just Ernest, even Conrad was cornered at the edge of the pool, held real tight by Brown's thugs.

Brown, lounging casually at the water's edge, seemed to be petting something. I was too anxious to notice the details, and my fear of heights prevented me from looking down.

"Alright, girl, both of these guys have loved you, and you've loved them back, right? But, they've both betrayed you. So, I thought, why not put them to the test? See who really loves you more," Brown taunted me with a twisted sense of amusement in his voice.

This wasn't a test; it was a sick game.

"I'm not interested. Let me down!" I demanded, my voice echoing with defiance.

But Brown ignored me, turning his attention back to Ernest and Conrad and saying, "I'm about to drop this lady here, but, oh, she'll plunge into the water. You see what I've got in my pool? They haven't been fed in a week, starving."

The mere thought sent shivers down my spine. Despite my fear, curiosity won, and I glanced downwards.

My blood ran cold. Crocodiles. The pool was teeming with them, including the creature Brown was caressing.

No wonder there was a stench in the air.

Even if the crocodiles weren't starving, I had no doubt they'd tear me apart the moment I hit the water.

Brown's twisted game was clear: use Ernest and Conrad as bait for his hungry reptiles.