No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 614

When Ernest was surrounded by dozens of people, each standing in front of a basket of billiard balls, I knew exactly what Brown was up to.

He wanted to turn Ernest into a human piñata today.

"Brown, why don’t you man up and face Ernest one-on-one? This mob thing, what does that make you?" Yolande couldn’t stand it and decided to provoke him.

"Brown, this isn’t manly at all. Word gets out, and you’ll be the laughingstock," Conrad, who just had his wounds bandaged, also spoke up for Ernest.

I remained silent.

It wasn’t that I was cold-hearted or had nothing to say. It was just that pleading for Ernest would only further provoke Brown.

Although I didn't know him well, I had figured out that this guy was a loose cannon who loved to go against the grain. The more you showed disapproval, the more he wanted to do it.

"Afraid of being laughed at? As if I haven’t been laughed at enough. What’s one more?" Sure enough, Brown's response confirmed my suspicions.

"It’s not fair," Yolande still tried to reason with him.

She was not only good-looking but also got skills. But, it seemed like she didn't quite get how people ticked.

"Unfair, you say? Then why don’t you join him? Play together," Brown said, and before she knew it, Yolande was pushed forward.

Ernest frowned instantly and said to Yolande, "Why did you provoke him?"

"How else was I supposed to come up here and help you?" Yolande stood by his side, ready to face what was coming.

Hearing their exchange made me think: they really are a match.

Apparently, Yolande wasn’t clueless about Brown’s motives; she simply wanted to protect those she cared about.

"Brown, this is between you and me. Leave her out of it," Ernest spoke up, worried Yolande might get hurt.

"She’s irrelevant, is she? But she's your girl, looking out for you," Brown sneered, "You two are disgustingly sweet."

Then he turned to me, "What do you think, beautiful girl?"