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Chapter 13
"But before we move forward, we need to hold a shareholders' meeting. There's a lot to consider-details to work out. Why don't we meet tomorrow to discuss it further?"I knew exactly what he was doing. He was stalling, trying to create more opportunities to meet with me, trying to prolong our interactions. But I didn't mind. In fact, I welcomed it. Every moment spent with him was a chance to weaken his resolve, a chance to bring him closer to me and farther from Lena.
I smiled, though it was a little colder than before. "Tomorrow, then. But I expect results, Silas. Don't make me wait."
He nodded, his expression unreadable. "You'll get what you need. Don't worry about it."
As he walked away, I felt a surge of satisfaction. This was only the beginning. I could already picture Lena's fury when she found out. And as for Silas...
was falling right into my hands.
Silas Pooks up at me after rubbing me down, 'Lorelei, can I invite you to dinner tomorrow night? Consider it an apology for me accidentally bumping into you today.'
His eyes are fixed on me, revealing a longing.
I hesitate for a moment before nodding my head in agreement with Silas' invitation for tomorrow. Though part of me wondered what Branwen would think. Silas offered to drive me home, and I accepted. The ride was quiet, both of us exchanging polite conversation, but I could sense that Silas had more on his mind.
As we arrived in front of the house, he leaned in and placed a soft kiss on my forehead. His smile was warm, almost affectionate. "I'll see you tomorrow, Lorelei," he said before walking back to his car.
As I watched him drive away, a strange mix of emotions churned inside me. Silas was falling deeper into the trap I'd set, but every step felt heavier than I anticipated. I stood outside for a moment, letting the cool night air fill my lungs, before heading inside.
Not long after, I heard the familiar hum of Branwen's car pulling into the driveway. He stepped through the front door, tossing his keys onto the counter with a soft clink.
He paused for a moment, his brow furrowing as if something was off. His sharp senses, always in tune with the slightest disturbance, caught onto the lingering scent of Silas.
Branwen turned toward me, his gaze narrowing. "Did you bring someone here?" His tone wasn't accusatory, just cautious.
I straightened up, knowing I couldn't lie to him. "I saw Silas today," I admitted. "I sprained my foot, and he offered to take me home."
Branwen's usually calm demeanor shifted, his concern seeping through the cracks of his composure.
He came closer, kneeling in front of me to examine my ankle. "How did you get hurt?" he asked, his voice gentler than I expected. I could feel the warmth of his hands near my leg as he carefully studied the injury.
"It was an accident," I said, trying to sound casual, but there was a weakness in my voice that even I couldn't hide.
Branwen, ever perceptive, didn't miss it. He looked up, his dark eyes searching mine. "Did you do this on purpose? To get closer to Silas?" His voice was low, almost like a warning.
I hesitated for a moment before nodding, unable to deny it, "Yes."
His expression hardened, a rare intensity flashing in his eyes. "I don't approve of this," he said firmly. "Revenge is one thing, but now you're hurting yourself in the process. Where does it end, Lorelei?"
I could feel a twinge of guilt but pushed it aside. "I'll be more careful next time."
Branwen shook his head, frustration evident in the way his jaw clenched. "What if there isn't a next time? What if you actually get hurt?"
I crossed my arms, suddenly defensive. "Why do you care so much? I'm just your nominal sister. We're not really related."
At that, Branwen's expression darkened. He stood up abruptly, his voice rising for the first time. "You may not be my real sister, but your life was saved by me. Doesn't that mean anything to you?" 28.596
Chapter 13
His words hung heavy in the air, and for a moment, I didn't know what to say, Branwen turned and stormed off to his room, baving me ba in the living room, the echo of his anger still ringing in my ears. I spent the night tossing and turning, replaying our conversation in my mind.
I knew I had crossed a line. Branwen didn't like strangers in the house, especially not someone like Vilat
I should have told him before letting Silas bring me home. As the guilt gnawed at me, I decided I would apologu to traces in flooring,
But when I woke up, Branwen was already gone.
I sighed, staring at the empty space where his car usually sat. He had mentioned that he had business to attend to with the Somos heel. You se was likely meeting with a client.
eling the need to make amends, I headed to the mall to buy Branwen a gift. I wandered through the wider, evasily pelegati to, doreste was simple, but I knew he'd appreciate it.
As I stepped out of the store, tie in hand, I walked toward the building where Branwen was meeting his des
Fate, however, had other plans. As I reached the building's entrance, I heard a familiar voice call out my name,