A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 193

Chapter 193

Chapter 193

The call with Theresa had been weird, but Silas shook it off as he tucked his phone into his back pocket.

He glanced around the empty parking lot, wondering how long it would take David Spence to arrive.

Standing out here with no guards nearby felt reckless, but with everything going on, it almost made sense.

"Silas Stone."

He turned at the sound of David's voice. "Detective Spence, what the hell are you wearing?"

David was dressed in a black top and jeans, looking younger than usual. He glanced down at himself and tilted his head. "What? You told me to be

discreet."

"Yes, but not to dress like a thief and have me waiting around in this dead place," Silas retorted.

David frowned. "You asked for a secret place, where else but an empty parking lot?" He gestured around. "I'm doing you a favor, Silas Stone."

"And I don't feel safe," Silas replied quietly, not wanting to keep arguing.

"You came alone?"

"No. They're scattered around, not far away," he replied.

David stepped closer, folding his arms. "So, what's so urgent that you couldn't say over the phone?"

"Family issues." Silas's thoughts drifted to Ivy and her message about Rosie. His chest tightened.

He had come here to talk about Thomas, but now it felt like that wouldn't be the only thing he'd need help with.

"Okay," David said.

"Thanks for the Geo part, by the way. My wife was grateful."

His wife. Ivy hadn't spoken to him since yesterday, and his call with Theresa hadn't helped anything.

"A lot has been happening lately," Silas said, then he filled David in on everything he knew, including his conversation with Bailey. "I need to get to the bottom of this before the FBI does. I can't afford another scandal. And Thomas... is not being honest."

Neither had he called back to apologize about missing dinner.

David nodded slowly, taking it all in. "Let me get this straight. You want me to dig into your mother, Thomas, and Rosie? You think there's a connection?"

"I know there is," Silas said firmly. "I... just don't know how... or why."

David nodded again. "I'll look into it. But I'll need more information to make this easier."

Relief washed over Silas, softening his voice. "Thank you so much, Detective." "You're welcome." David offered a fajnt smile. "I'll get back to you soon."

not coming back here or another godforsaken

"Got it,

hands, and without another word,

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the ease flood through him. At least he was getting secretly involved with everything. Maybe he

wasn't giving

bubbled beneath the relief, and he reached for his phone

"Hey, Silas," Wade answered.

How is it?" he asked, his heart thudding

is back at

goodness!" Silas exclaimed. "Where

"He won't say. His

but when I tried to reach him

Thomas was back,

me the hotel address. I'm going

him. "Just be careful.

I know him better than anyone," Silas

welcome. Bye," Wade said, ending

the next move. As he

"Rosie..."

in all black too, but unlike David, she didn't look like

looked like a goddess-cold, dangerous, and beautiful with her short

yell? Would his guards hear? What

would be gone before

it. "How...

know him?" Rosie asked, ignoring

Silas blinked. "Who?"

brother. Thomas," she replied softly, walking gracefully

rhetorical, but he answered anyway.

Since you know him, where was he last

stomach churned. What was she getting

silent, she sighed. "Fine.

"Hell no. Thomas wouldn't do that." "Why not?" she frowned. "I'm still legally his wife, and he finds me desirable. Silas shook his head, refusing to believe

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dinner yesterday," she added, crossing her arms.

"No."

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I even booked the hotel under my maiden name

dripping with venom. "I fucked him and handcuffed him to the bed. That's why he missed your precious dinner. He's probably too ashamed and will definitely lie

believe her. She was unstable, manipulative. But the look

has always wanted," she added with

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