Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 133

Willow stared at her screen. He sounded completely clueless. Had there been a miscommunication?

Afraid she had spoken out of turn, she quickly backpedaled: [I must have misunderstood. I'm so sorry. I won't bother you any further.]

Reading her apology, Silas frowned. He had intimidated her again.

He quickly course-corrected: [It's not your fault. I do have an issue regarding the project.]

[Did Arthur say something to you?]

[Did he mention what the issue was?]

Willow hadn't planned on throwing Arthur under the bus, but since Silas asked, she decided to be honest. [Mr. Vance did mention you might have some project-related questions, but he didn't specify what they were.]

So that was it. It made sense why Arthur and Willow had jumped to that conclusion.

Silas racked his brain but couldn't come up with a single legitimate work question. He hadn't asked for her number to talk about biotech.

Finally, he typed: [It's too complicated to explain over text. We'll discuss it at the office tomorrow.]

[Understood.]

The next day, Monday.

The first thing Willow did when she arrived at her desk was review the email Clarence Vance had sent late last week. It contained the complete list of potential suppliers, along with their respective portfolios.

She went through them one by one. Ente, Liye, Bioway, Mingxin, and Sinclair Group. Out of all the candidates, Sinclair Group had scored the highest overall rating.

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