No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 783

Allen was quick to like my post, even leaving a comment: "Chaos has its own beauty."

But there was no sign of Dustin. I wondered if he hadn't seen it or if he was just playing blind.

Under Allen's comment, I decided to play along: "That's what the Mad Hatter always says."

Allen replied, "Don't worry about the Mad Hatter. Your big bro's got this covered."

I teased back, "I'm afraid you'll just make things messier."

Allen: "Don't trust your big bro?"

Me: "Not really."

Allen: "Ouch, hurt my feelings first thing in the morning."

Me: "Have some chicken soup for the soul."

Allen: "I need inner healing."

I was pondering how to reply to his slightly awkward comment when my phone buzzed with a call from Dustin.

"What's going on? Did someone break into your place?" His voice still carried the husky remnants of sleep.

"Yeah, caught the guy too. He claims someone hired him," I said, hinting at him.

The truth was, if anyone was behind this mess, it was either Allen or Dustin. They were playing a game, trying to rattle me into making a mistake, hoping to trace my tracks.

"Really? Did you hand him over to the cops?" Dustin asked.

I confirmed, and he added, "Those guys won't spill anything to the police."

His comment made me chuckle, "You know, if the cops heard you say that, they'd be pretty annoyed."

Dustin cleared his throat, "What I mean is, these guys don't crack under standard procedures."

My heart skipped a beat, "When?"

Whether it was him or not, I couldn't be sure. People aren't always what they seem, as Dustin had proven.

But since I had laid it out plainly, if it wasn't him, then it had to be Allen.

This was a classic case of the pot calling the kettle black, destined to end in a showdown between them.

I wasn't concerned about their drama; I just wanted Ernest back. Ideally, Ernest would deal with them before they could even start their fight.