Chapter 395 No More Friends
Silas was quiet for a long time. When he finally looked back at Adriana, there was apology in his eyes. “I’m sorry, Adriana. I can’t tell you who he is.”
Adriana had known he wouldn’t. She gave him a small smile anyway. “Still… I’m happy I got to see you again after all these years.”
Silas smiled back. “Have you been doing okay?”
Adriana paused. Okay wasn’t the word. But neither was ruined. And she knew Silas had already had someone dig into her life before he ever stepped into Lincoln Group. He was asking because he wanted to hear it from her.
“Not great,” she said lightly. “I was always just a little short on luck. After I was adopted, I got sent back. Then I met my husband, Curtis, and I finally understood. Maybe I wasn’t unlucky. Maybe I was saving up everything good I had to meet him.”
Her smile held for a beat, then thinned into something bitter. “Too bad happiness doesn’t last. Curtis is gone now, and everyone thinks I’m a jinx. Bad for my parents, bad for my husband. Like I bring disaster everywhere I go.”
Silas studied her, something complicated settling in his face. After a moment, he said quietly, “I don’t see you that way. I think you’re the opposite.”
He hesitated, then continued. “When I met you at the orphanage, those were the happiest and easiest days of my life. After you were adopted by a childless couple, they got pregnant right away. You’ve always been the kind of person who brings luck to others.”
Adriana blinked. All her life, she’d been sure she was a curse. Now she was supposed to be a blessing?
“Thank you,” she said, and left it at that.
They weren’t kids anymore. They weren’t the kind of close where you could say anything. If the one behind Silas was Mister, that meant they were standing on opposite sides. Whatever they still felt from the past didn’t change that.
“I can’t tell you who Mister is,” Silas said again, his gaze steady, earnest. “But Adriana, I won’t hurt you. I know you might not trust me, but-”
“I trust you,” Adriana cut in. She trusted that Silas wouldn’t harm her. That didn’t mean he wouldn’t calculate around her.
Something flared in Silas’s eyes, quick and sharp.
Adriana kept going. “But I also know why you came back to Haldoria. Lincoln Group was Curtis’s life’s work. I’m not going to stand by and watch it fall into the hands of that snake behind the curtain.”
Her voice didn’t rise, but it hardened. “He thinks he’s the one moving every piece from the shadows. He’s been controlling everything for years, and he’s gotten a lot of people killed. He’s my enemy. This ends one way.”
She looked at Silas, clear and unblinking. “So… Silas, I’m sorry. We can’t be friends this time.”
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