"We're busy here," Silas said, without looking at the door.

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He shielded Aaliyah's face with his body, so that whoever it was wouldn't know

she was crying.

When the newcomer didn't leave, Silas turned, slightly annoyed-until he saw it was Ivy.

"Ivy. I didn't know it was you."

Ivy paused for a moment, her eyes widened. "Yes..."

"Give us a moment, please. Aaliyah is gathering herself," he said.

Ivy hesitated, then nodded briefly before leaving the room.

Once she was out, Aaliyah lifted her head. Her tears had stained his white shirt. "I

hope that wasn't weird," she sniffed, her voice hoarse from crying.

"What?" he asked, puzzled.

"Me crying in your arms, your wife walking in."

"Oh, Ivy's cool," he smiled. "She'd never think anything weird. So, what's the plan now? he asked, picking up from where they stopped.

"I don't know," Aaliyah said, dabbing her eyes with the tissue in her hand.

Silas watched her, sympathy churning inside him. "You'll have to say something eventually."

"I have tried, countlessly-indirectly, but you know, it's the same-dismissals, threats."

Silas smiled, watching as she blew her nose daintily. Their friendship had blossomed barely three months after they broke up. They might have been a terrible match as a couple, but they were super compatible as friends.

"Thanks again for the job. I really appreciate it." She gave him a shaky smile.

"You're welcome," he replied warmly. "You know I'm here for you. When you decide to tell your parents, let me help."

"It's not that easy, Silas," Aaliyah said, squeezing the tissue and disposing it. "You're an independent man. I'm not-at least, not yet." Her mouth pressed in a thin line, and he suspected she was going to cry again.

Silas pulled her closer, rubbing a hand around her back. "It's okay. You'll get through this."

"I really hope so," she whispered. Then she pulled back abruptly. "You can't tell anyone, Silas."

Her intensity took him by surprise. "Of course."

"I mean it," she said, her eyes turned serious. "Words can't get out about it. Not even to your wife."

He hadn't told Ivy anything deep about himself so it was easy to accept Aaliyah's request. "Definitely ma'am."

"Thank you," she said, her expression softened.

out another tissue, this time to wipe the tear stains on his shirt. "I can't

"I doubt people would believe

playfully and finished wiping. "Alright done," she smiled. "Now leave, let me

Aaliyah,"

appreciate you,"

about to look for

his pocket and saw it

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Chapter 43

a nearby

How are

"I'm good. You?"

Thomas replied, hesitating. "I'm

It's okay," Silas said

about Ivy like that," Thomas mumbled. "I

"I understand you.

Sonia Raj an official request

but there's no response

respond soon,"

paused again before asking. "How's

We just finished our photoshoot some

Thomas sounded pleased. "Has she released

Silas had completely forgotten that Ivy still had to release a

me I'll inform Rachel. Well probably handle

said softly. "As an apology, I'd like you and

dinner. You know, me, you, her and

even have to think

exclaimed.

"Yes," Silas smiled.

you

Bye." He hung

forgot again, he quickly texted Rachel telling her to arrange

he pocketed his phone, stepped out, and began searching for Ivy. When he couldn't find

didn't tell me you

flat response. "Let's go home," he told Victor,

car.

glued on her phone. He sat still, waiting

he couldn't stand her silent

something wrong? You've been acting

I?" she asked without

confusion fuming

the Cartier

necklace.

one thing he knew about her, it was that whenever

what had he done this

trying to think of his mistake, but nothing

offend you?"

She huffed.

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