Chapter 839

Silas felt like he had an answer, but he wasn't ready to admit it.

Marguerite quickly fetched a bottle of perfume from the bedroom, coldly pressing

it into Silas's hand with an air of detachment.

"Mr. Ward, here's what you asked for. The project's already underway, so you don't need to worry about it. It's getting late; you should head home and get some rest."

Her words were a clear dismissal, but the sadness in Silas's eyes kept him rooted

to the spot.

Marguerite was desperate to get him to leave!

She shot him a look that said it all.

What are you waiting for?

Just go!

If he didn't leave soon, Maurice would definitely start asking questions!

To be honest, she'd always turned a blind eye when Maurice chased away the men hovering around her.

like too many guys hanging around, so whether they stayed or left didn't matter

want Silas

She couldn't explain why.

for a long time until Silas finally spoke,

for a moment. She steadied herself and responded in a

Ward, what do you mean? My humble abode isn't fit for guests, I'm

out a

He'd been foolish.

the other

nodded slightly and turned to

him in his tracks. "Hey, Silas, how's that headache of

spun around, and Marguerite felt a tense string

might not have caught anything

for a

in the industry called him "Mr. Ward," but Maurice just had to call

was a clear attempt to knock him down

know who

was at the engagement

He was there?

Silas recalled the

to Marguerite that day—it

wasn't just casual, it

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