A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 70: Thomas Stone; Alcohol And Guilt.

"What? How is that possible? What happened?" Silas probed, his voice sharp with

concern.

Thomas swirled his glass before gulping down. His chest pounding with guilt at the lie he just told his brother. Not a lie, he thought, not the truth either.

"I just found out," he said.

"Do you know who it is?" Silas asked.

"Nope, but I'm working on it. Don't worry," he said in a small voice trying to sound reassuring.

"Do you need help?" Silas asked. "I could hire extra hands."

"No, no," he said, "but I appreciate the gesture. Don't worry I'm working on it."

"Alright bro," Silas said softly.

Thomas poured another glass of vodka and sipped. The cold sensation hit his chest, melting away his guilt. "Thank you for bringing back Sonia. Send my regards to Ivy."

"Sure," Silas replied. "Wade's been calling you."

"I'll get back to him. Thanks," he said softly so Silas wouldn't clock that he was dismissing him.

"I'll come see you tomorrow," Silas said. "My regards to Rosie."

"Thank you, Si. Goodnight."

"Goodnight," Silas said before hanging up.

Thomas dropped the phone on the table and turned to the window. The lights in the distance calmed him as he drank his vodka.

He was supposed to be glad Sonia was doing business with him again. He had seen her missed call, but his thoughts were too jumbled to talk to her yet. The situation of things were robbing him of his excitement.

He turned away from the window and sank into his chair. He glanced at his wristwatch. It was late. Yet he didn't want to go home, he just wanted to bury himself in work and forget everything.

A knock on the door pulled him from his thoughts.

"Come in," he said, refilling his glass. He didn't care if his staff saw him like this.

Sabrina walked in, her laptop in her hand. "Evening sir."

Successfully unlocked!

"Hey, Sab," he said, waving her in. What did you find?"

was a tech genius. She sat down across from him. "The email's

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reply?"

"Nothing yet," Sabrina said.

sent a mail to one of his clients, Mr. Anderson, requesting sensitive information. Thankfully, Thomas had

password before

follow-up email, stating the initial one was a mistake meant for someone else. He couldn't tell

client. He had hoped Sabrina could do some tech things that could reveal who sent

like Sabrina couldn't

able to find

Thomas nodded again, taking another sip of his drink. The leak was the least of his problems at the moment, but he couldn't ignore it still. "Let me know when you find something," he instructed. "Definitely, sir." She stood, clutching her laptop.

Albert's earlier message. He rubbed

buzzed. Sonia again. This time,

he said, forcing

trying to reach you,"

and I promise that the whole thing will never happen again," he said. His

the one apologizing, Thomas," Sonia said. "Mistakes happened. I should have let you

calm tone, "Would you be willing to share the messages you

an issue at all. I'll have

of relief. "Thank you so much, Sonia. I promise to be

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Thomas. It's also nice doing business with

was smiling.

it is."

way, Sonia added with admiration

he said

he just didn't trust her completely. And Slas? He was too

said. "Is next week a good time to

"Yes," he replied.

next

night, Sonia," he

dropped the phone and sipped his drink.

that was the only way to deal

he hadn't been himself. Even though the media weren't talking about him like before, he still couldn't get himself to

And then clients left.

And then the miscarriage.

the pain could get to

He picked and saw that

talk to her, he just wanted to

without having