Chapter 777

Marguerite turned at the sound, her eyes landing on a tall man striding towards her, his face obscured by a sleek black mask.

He wasn't dressed formally. A loose white shirt hung over sky-blue denim jeans, his physique that of a top model, yet with an aura far surpassing any on the runway.

Her gaze fixed on his piercing, narrow eyes, and she found herself momentarily stunned.

Silas!

His casual demeanor put everyone on edge. Mr. Perry was the first to snap out of

it, "Ward... Mr. Ward? Why didn't you send a text? I would've sent someone to greet you!"

Mr. Ward?

Marguerite froze again.

So, the fearsome venture capitalist they spoke of was Silas Ward?!

A wave of dizziness hit her, and she struggled to catch her breath.

Ignoring Mr. Perry, Silas merely glanced at Marguerite, his headache seemingly returning.

He slightly turned, issuing a succinct command, "Ike, get me some water!" "Right away, Mr. Ward!"

the tall, lean assistant trailing him, his hair

move, Mr. Perry, eager to please, hurriedly poured a glass

Ward, please, have some

of painkillers from his pocket and downed a few, catching Marguerite's attention. She recalled his daughter mentioning painkillers

health really so poor he needed medication on

Marguerite was jolted back to reality by gasps from

take his medicine, revealing

Perry, having never seen Silas's face, found the combination of his

Mr. Perry gestured to a seat, "Mr.

straight to Marguerite, "Fancy

someone of his stature to maintain a

her as if they were old

she managed

Everyone was stunned!

had met Silas

Impossible!

famously reclusive, hardly

did Marguerite cross paths with

her as if they'd known each

recover, Silas suddenly asked Marguerite, "You're with

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