Chapter 765

"What are you doing here, old man?"

Instinctively, Calliope stepped in front of Silas, shielding him. Her eyes were sharp and wary as she glared at Oliver. "I told you before, Silas isn't going back with you. And I'm not divorcing him, so stop dreaming!"

"Daydreaming all the time isn't good for you," she added with a scoff.

Oliver stared at her for a moment before turning his attention to Silas. "So, you need a woman to protect you now?"

"My wife wants to protect me, and I'm happy to let her," Silas replied coolly, shooting a glance at Oliver. "Now get out."

His tone was cold and commanding, making it clear he wasn't pleased to see Oliver in their room.

"I'm not leaving," Oliver said, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. "We need to have a real talk."

"There's nothing for us to discuss," Silas said, his eyes narrowing, his voice now edged with hostility. "I'm not causing you any trouble, so you'd better behave yourself."

I have?" Oliver challenged,

now, Oliver, don't blame me for getting rough," Silas warned,

hit me?" Oliver scoffed. "I'm your father. Hitting your own dad? That's

believe Silas would ever lay a hand on him. He knew his son hated him, but after all these years, Silas had never actually tried to hurt him. Deep down, he figured it was

it. Silas was well and truly pissed off. His face was twisted with anger, veins bulging on his clenched fists. His eyes

sick thrill out of it, proof that they were cut from the same cloth. Silas

leave so he

looked Oliver right in the eye. "Listen, old man, Silas might not hit you but don't

She grinned.

quick as a flash,

zipped through the air, hitting Oliver right in the

needle out. "What the

at the thin needle, frowning. There was no liquid or anything. Just a needle. He shrugged, convinced

with a sneer, he said, “You really think

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