Substitute Wife, Genius CEO novel Chapter 502

The very second Silas stepped out of the room, his warm, affectionate demeanor evaporated instantly, replaced by a terrifyingly cold, lethal expression.

One look from him, and his assistant knew someone was about to suffer immensely—and Lilith was undoubtedly at the top of that list.

The two of them left the hotel in absolute silence.

Once inside the car, Silas reached up and loosened his tie. He pulled out his phone and dialed a number. The call was answered on the first ring.

"Director Highsmith, I assume you've been briefed on the incident at the industry summit?"

The man on the other end was a bit unsure of Silas's angle. After all, what did this have to do with the Sinclair Group?

The assassin was clearly gunning for Xavier.

Was Silas calling to demand they drag out the investigation?

After all, the Sinclair Group and the Sterling Group had always been bitter rivals.

The man probed cautiously, "What exactly are you suggesting, Mr. Sinclair?"

Silas’s voice was lethally sharp. "My future wife was nearly stabbed to death."

Mr. Sinclair's future wife... wouldn't that be the future Madam of the Sinclair Group?

Director Highsmith immediately responded, "Rest assured, Mr. Sinclair. I’ve already issued strict orders for my team to conduct a thorough and rapid investigation. We absolutely will not let the perpetrator slip through the cracks."

"Good. I want you to investigate Lilith Sutton thoroughly. She pushed my wife right into the blade's path. I heavily suspect it was intentional—an attempt at premeditated murder."

Director Highsmith immediately agreed without hesitation.

***

At the hospital.

In the dead of night, Xavier sat silently beside the hospital bed in the dimly lit room. He stared at Lilith's deathly pale face, his emotions a turbulent, tangled mess.

The years of history they shared couldn't simply be erased overnight. He couldn't just turn off his emotions with the flip of a switch; his love for her had been completely real.

And because he had loved her so deeply, discovering her deceit had driven him to such a state of blinding rage and utter devastation.

His constant barrage of cold remarks and hostility during their recent encounters had just been a facade.

He was barely holding himself together. Every time he hurled a cruel insult at her, it felt like twisting a knife into his own chest.

His heart had long since been butchered into a bloody, gaping wound.

Seeing her take a knife for him at the banquet inevitably sparked a profound surge of heartache and panic within him.

Yet, every time he remembered how she had lied to his face while sleeping around with other men, a fresh wave of agony shredded his soul.

In that moment, he felt a sudden, profound sense of empathy for Summer.

No wonder Summer hated his guts.

She was probably laughing at him right now, thinking: You reap what you sow. Karma always comes knocking, and you finally got what you deserved.

He completely deserved it!

The next morning, when Lilith fluttered her eyes open and saw Xavier sitting by her bedside, having stayed the entire night, her eyes lit up brilliantly.

A flicker of desperate hope blossomed in her chest. "Xavier."

She weakly reached out to grab his hand.

Xavier pulled away. His voice was cold. "I owe you my life for this. What do you want?"

Lilith immediately blurted out, "I want you."

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