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!"

time, Marguerite noticed the tall, lean assistant trailing him, his hair meticulously styled, reminding her oddly

Perry, eager to please, hurriedly poured

Ward, please, have

his pocket and downed a few,

really so poor he needed medication

to reality by gasps from the women

mask to take his medicine, revealing

found the combination of his fierce presence and scarred visage

a seat,

straight to Marguerite, "Fancy

his stature to maintain

he greeted her as if they were

she managed

Everyone was stunned!

met

Impossible!

was famously reclusive, hardly seen by anyone

cross

if they'd known

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

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