Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 209

She answered the phone.

"Hello?"

The voice on the other end was highly recognizable, rich and magnetic, laced with a gentle warmth. "Maddy, are you alright after what happened yesterday?"

Madeline was instantly hit by the memory of bumping into Silas Hayden.

She had always trusted Silas deeply, yet for some inexplicable reason, when she bumped into him yesterday and he offered to help her rest, her instincts had screamed at her to resist.

Later, when he carried her into a private room, her mind had spiraled into paranoid delusions.

She actually thought Silas was going to assault her.

Now that her sanity had returned, she felt a wave of intense shame.

Silas would never hurt her. They had known each other for years, and he was an honorable man.

"Thank you for checking in. I'm perfectly fine," Madeline replied.

Silas sounded slightly confused. "Yesterday, a few men wearing masks that completely concealed their faces came in and took you..."

"They were my bodyguards, Silas," Madeline clarified.

"That's a relief," the voice on the phone sighed. "By the way, you left your bag with me. Can I bring it to you? Where are you right now?"

Madeline thought for a moment before answering, "Could you bring it to the office? I'll head over to pick it up now."

Silas agreed immediately. "Perfect. I needed to talk to you about some things anyway. I'll wait for you at the office."

Madeline vaguely recalled that Silas had something important to tell her, but she couldn't quite remember what it was.

When she arrived at the Photon Tech headquarters, she marveled at the change. Thanks to its rapid public listing, the company had expanded from a humble two-story loft into an entire skyscraper.

She made her way to the chairman's office. Even though she held the majority of the shares, she had temporarily handed the operational control to Silas, making him the executive director.

She knocked on the door, heard him invite her in, and entered.

"Have a seat, Madeline," Silas greeted her. "How are you feeling? You had a terrible fever yesterday."

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now," Madeline said.

"Wait a moment," Silas interjected. "Actually, there's something I need to tell you today."

Madeline finally remembered that he had been trying to tell her something. "What is it?"

Silas looked at her intently. "Madeline, now that you're divorced from Lucius and he's preparing to marry someone else... what about you? Do you have any plans for your own romantic life?"

"Excuse me?"

Madeline was completely baffled. "Does this have anything to do with what you wanted to discuss?"

Silas nodded.

She froze for a second. What kind of plans could she possibly have?

She was already remarried to a massively powerful billionaire. Toying with the idea of other 'plans' would be highly disrespectful to the man waiting for her at home.

Though Quentin officially presented himself as an older man to the public, Madeline knew firsthand he felt nothing like it. His stamina and physique were intensely youthful.