The Woman From Hell

Silas was the one who wanted to talk to me today, but he got Sylvester to feel for the situation first. Thus, I was not surprised.

I stood up together with Sylvester as we watched Silas slowly make his way toward my direction. There was a majestic aura enveloping him as usual, one that made others shiver. He arrived before me and looked at me expressionlessly before slowly taking a seat.

My lips curled into a smile as I sat down as well. My eyes were void of fear when I faced Silas. I was calm.

I knew why he came today, but I did not want to be the first to speak up. I waited quietly for him to start.

Picking up the teacup in front of me, I took a sip. Sitting opposite me, Silas was very calm. He did not say a word for a long time and just stared at me as if he was observing something.

I also said nothing and just allowed him to look at me like that.

A few minutes passed before Silas finally spoke, "I didn't expect you to be so calm."

"Not as much as you," I added lightly.

Silas' mouth parted slightly as he continued to look at me. "I heard you got yourself a backer. It must not have been easy for you to find someone who can go against me and the Grants in such a short time."This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

It was obvious he was trying to decipher if it was true or not.

I settled myself and looked into Silas' calm gaze. "Indeed. Maybe I was lucky."

"When you went back the last time, you allied the families to go up against us. It must not have been easy to get the Wagners. Do you really intend to join the bidding this time?"

Silas did not reveal any lack of confidence, and his words were even firmer. He seemed very dissatisfied with us bidding for North Courts' land development rights...

Dark eyes focused on Silas, I revealed no impatience. With a calm tone, I replied, "Just as you're surprised about us participating in this bid, I'm also very puzzled about why you would want this land. There are other places with better prices and development prospects than North Courts, but why do you only want it?"

Silas' aged face changed slightly. Perhaps I had hit the nail on the head.

He placed his fingertips on the table and tapped lightly, but the rhythm was obviously out of order.

I lowered my head and laughed lightly, saying nothing. It seemed that North Courts was of great importance to Silas.

"Who allowed you to speak to

grandfather like this? Forget family affection, you're also younger than him. How could you use this tone with an elder?" The subject was not annoyed but Sylvester was.

I looked at him, my smile growing wider. "You think too much, President Yard. I'm being very calm."

He wanted to say something else, but Silas stopped him. "I'll definitely win North Courts at all costs. Are you aware of the consequences if you continue this path?"

If he were telling the truth, then was Silas planning to use all his wealth for the bid?

That would not be necessary, no?

Seeing me lost in thought, Silas' expression gradually softened.

"I believe in your determination, but I don't believe that you'll actually risk everything."

He was Silas Yard, after all.

Silas looked at me unblinking. "You're really not going to withdraw?"

Spreading my hands, I put on a helpless expression. "Even if I were to withdraw, the Wagners won't.. They're also very interested in North Courts, and they're my partner. So I naturally have to help."

"If you help them, it would be a backlash against you. Yet, you still want to help?"

I met Silas gaze directly. It was terribly deep, and before I could react, he added, "You'd best leave a way out for yourself. You know me. You should know the

consequences." en FindNovel