Chapter 6
Silas demanded, shocked. But Cora’s reaction was strange. Her eyes darted away.
“Why are you yelling at me? He’s not even my real dad. The guy’s insanely busy. Like he has time for small stuff like this.”
She pouted, turning it around on Silas.
“Besides, you’re the one who dated her all this time and didn’t know she was Mr. Ashford’s daughter. You made this hard for me!”
Silas’s voice kept rising: “I didn’t know because she never said anything. But you’re her relative-how did you not know?”
“Hey, don’t yell at me!”
“That cousin of mine grew up overseas her whole life. Super secretive. I only saw her once at some family thing when I was little. I don’t even remember her.”
“My dad died early. Her dad never gave us the time of day. How would I know what she looks like now?”
“Plus, her last name’s Brennan, not Ashford!”
I listened to them throw blame at each other and let out a quiet laugh.
I took my mom’s last name.
Dad kept a low profile-never even released my photo or name publicly.
And when I joined the company, I hid my background.
Of course most people wouldn’t connect me to the chairman.
The second I made a sound, both of them turned.
“Reagan.”
Silas looked at me, jaw clenched. “No wonder you broke up with me so easily. You were planning to humiliate me from the start, weren’t you?”
“How does it feel? Abusing your power to get revenge on someone? Feels good, right?”
“I really misjudged you.”
I stared at him, genuinely curious.
Just how shameless did someone have to be to twist the truth this badly?
“Abusing my power? Silas, you think you can use that word in front of me?”
I scoffed. “Isn’t that your favorite move?”
“Just because you spent half a year whispering in Cora’s ear and didn’t get to ride her coattails, now you’re blaming me?”
Silas’s face shifted through a dozen emotions. Couldn’t get a single word out.
He knew he didn’t deserve this.
Deep down, he knew it too. For the promotion, he was still short on experience.
But when Cora showed up, hope flared up in him again.
Young. Connected. A “girl” with a powerful background.
If he could win her heart, he’d win access to everything behind her.
Because of her, he’d felt like the guy who caught the golden ticket.
He just never imagined the real golden ticket was me.
Silas’s mouth twitched. Suddenly he let go of Cora’s hand and walked toward me.
“Reagan, let’s talk.”
Cora’s face instantly changed. “Silas, what the hell?!”
I watched them with mild amusement. This was getting interesting.
I’d never bothered to dig into it before.
Did Silas cheat just to climb the ladder? Or did he actually have feelings for Cora?
But now, from his reaction, it was crystal clear-for someone as obsessed with status as Silas, the person he loved most was still himself.
“We have nothing to talk about.”
I waved him off lazily. “We broke up over a month ago, remember?”
“You broke up with me. I never wanted to actually end things!”
The second Silas said that, I heard Cora gasp.
I stared at him coldly. “Oh, then let me rephrase-I dumped you a month ago.”
“So stop sticking to me like gum on a shoe, okay?”
I had a feeling if I stayed, Silas would say something just as nauseating as that text he’d sent. Something that’d ruin my appetite.
So I turned to leave.
“Wait!”
Silas rushed forward, blocking my path.
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