Sleeping With the Wrong Man: Uncle vs. Nephew novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7

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Liana had slipped fully into work mode. Her eyes were bright, her voice steady, and the confidence radiating from her made her seem like an entirely different person.

Silas listened without interruption, watching the focused line of her profile, the way her long fingers moved across the draft. His gaze deepene.

“I can send you the draft tonight,” Liana said, closing the folder and looking up.

“No rush.” Silas withdrew his gaze and asked lightly, “Where are you staying now?”

Liana pressed her lips together. There was no universe in which she would return to that villa, which was full of lies and betrayal.

Olivia was still there. She had no intention of seeing that pair of cheating fools tangled up in each other again.

“I’ll find a hotel for now.” She paused. “Mr. Young, you can drop me at any hotel ahead.”

He nodded, thoughtful. Silence settled between them, thick enough that she could hear the

uneven beat of her own heart.

Something about him felt wrong today.

Before this, they had met only a handful of times at Young family banquets, on opposite ends of a long dining table, barely exchanging a few polite words. Her impression of him had

always been distant respect.

But today he knew her secrets, offered her a sky-high commission, and treated her with unexpected care even after she said she was divorcing Logan. None of it made sense.

As she spiraled through her thoughts, Silas spoke again. “One of my private villas is in Crescent Bay in the Westside District. It’s been empty for years. Staff clean it regularly. Very quiet. Security is excellent.” He added. “No one will bother you.’

Live in his private villa?

Liana froze, instinctively refusing. “No, Mr. Young. That’s too much trouble. A nearby hotel is

fine.”

His fingers tapped rhythmically against the door panel. The dull, steady sound pressed against her nerves. He didn’t argue. Instead, he instructed the driver, “Harrington Hotel, the nearest

one.”

The driver signaled and changed lanes. A few minutes later the Bentley stopped before a five-

star hotel.

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Liana all but leapt out, clutching her cardboard box. “Thank you, Mr. Young.’

The man in the back seat dipped his head in acknowledgement, expression unreadable. The black Bentley merged back into traffic and vanished.

Standing under the hotel’s bright entrance lights, Liana frowned at the empty street. Silas was every bit as impossible to read as the rumors claimed.

She shook her head. Whatever motives he had, she would handle them when they came. Right now, she has two priorities-make money and get divorced.

Up in the hotel room, Liana showered quickly, changed into a bathrobe, opened her laptop, and logged into the black-themed “W” inbox.

The anonymous commission email from this morning still sat there. The compensation offered was far too generous to ignore.

She clicked it open and sent a reply. The message was brief, only a single line.

“Hello, this is W. I have accepted your commission. I need additional project details. When can we talk?”

After sending it, she closed the mailbox and opened an encrypted document to begin working

on Silas’ acquisition project.

Night deepened. Outside, the city lights glowed like constellations. Inside, only the sound of her typing cut through the quiet.

Around ten o’clock, the 50-plus-page draft was finally complete-airtight clauses, flawless logic, not a seam in sight. Liana exhaled and rubbed her aching neck.

The question now was how to send this document to Silas. She had never contacted him privately.

She didn’t have his phone number or email. And this was a confidential project, she couldn’t risk sending it to a corporate address.

As she mulled it over, a memory surfaced.

Shortly after marrying Logan, he had forced her into a “Young Family Group Chat.” That group had been dead for years, except for the occasional holiday greetings.

She opened the near-defunct group chat and scrolled through the member list. There it was, at the bottom, a solid black avatar. That was Silas

She added him, and the response came instantly, almost as if he’d been waiting. Her pulse skipped. She opened the chat window, paused to gather herself, and typed, “Mr. Young, this is

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Liana.”

His response arrived immediately. “Okay.”

Cold. Laconic. Entirely in character.

Liana didn’t waste words. She sent the encrypted contract draft and the password.

“The draft is ready. Please review it. Let me know if you need revisions or additions.”

Her confidence was absolute. Even as a first draft, the contract could outclass 99% of

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