Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle (Silver and Elliot) novel Chapter 62

“This wasn’t my intention, Elliot. You must believe me…” Shirley continued to cry as she grabbed onto my arm.

I pulled away from her, letting her hands fall to the bed beside her and a defeated sob escaped her lips.

“Even so, what makes you think I’d want to take a drug at a business meeting, Shirley?” I asked, shaking my head.

“I thought we could celebrate the new alliances formed last night. The meeting went so well. I miss my old friend; the one who used to go clubbing with me. I just wanted to reminisce and have fun…”

Panic consumed me.

Did I really sleep with her last night?

“Silver was here too and she let it happen!” She added quickly.

I froze at her words and narrowed my eyes at her.

“What do you mean Silver was here?”

She sniffled and wiped her tear-filled eyes.

“I believe Beta Leo called her at some point after you started to lose control. She showed up here and she looked frustrated. I offered to take you to the hotel room, and she agreed.”

My heart, which was once so full, shattered in a heartbeat.

“Silver let you take me to this room?”

Shirley nodded as more tears filled her eyes.

“I thought we would sleep. I never anticipated this…” she whimpered.

Her words could no longer be heard through my ears because the only thing I could think was, “Silver let this happen?”

….

Silver’s POV

“I must say, Silver. These paintings are incredible. You did these yourself?” Mr. Wilson asked as he went through my portfolio.

“Yes, I did,” I told him confidently.

“How long have you been working with watercolor?”

“I got into it around middle school. I dabbled with it but didn’t take it seriously until I reached high school,” I explained.

“You do incredible work,” he praised. “I’d like to premier these paintings in our new exhibit. Of course, we will pay you a fair price and a healthy compensation for any artwork that we happen to sell.”

He slid over a document.

“I took the liberty of having this contract drawn up. It’ll list the payments that will be wired to your account for each painting we exhibit along with the percentage of compensation you will receive,” he explained.

I stared at the paper and my brows raised at the numbers I was seeing. It was a pretty fair wage; way more than I could have dreamt. However, I know not to sign any contracts without a lawyer taking a look at them first and I’d also like to include Elliot in this decision-making.