Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 189

"Of course not," Willow said, caught off guard. "But won't this tie you up from your actual work?"

A standard project kickoff only required her presence. It definitely didn't warrant an executive assistant of Arthur's caliber. Whenever Arthur showed up, it meant he was acting as Silas Thorne's proxy.

"My schedule is wide open," Arthur grinned. In reality, even if he had been swamped, he would have dropped everything. Silas Thorne had explicitly ordered him to clear his calendar for this exact meeting.

Truthfully, Silas had originally planned to attend the kickoff himself and had already reviewed all the prep work. But for some mysterious reason, he had abruptly pivoted that morning and dispatched Arthur instead.

Arthur knew better than to pry, and Silas certainly wasn't about to confess. Just as Silas would never admit to anyone that he was currently pacing his office like a caged tiger.

Silas had initially wanted to go just to stand by Willow's side and offer her moral support during her first major project lead. But when he received intel that Julian Sinclair was in the building, he had instantly canceled his appearance. Silas knew his own limits. He simply didn't have the restraint to watch Willow interact with that scumbag in the same room. He was terrified he might lose control and rip the man apart with his bare hands.

While Silas was busy wrestling with his murderous impulses upstairs, Willow and Arthur strolled into the boardroom. Julian and Vivienne were sitting rigidly in their chairs, fully prepared to act like arrogant aristocrats. But the second they saw who had just walked through the door, they froze.

Vivienne was the first to shoot out of her chair. "What the hell are you doing here? Do you have any idea what kind of meeting this is?"

Before Willow could even open her mouth, Arthur stepped smoothly in front of her. "She is the Director for this project—Willow Horgan. I believe you're already well acquainted, so I'll skip the formal introductions."

"That's impossible!" Vivienne gasped in horror. She whipped her head toward Clarence, who gave a pathetic nod confirming the nightmare. Her face twisted into an ugly grimace, completely abandoning any pretense of corporate professionalism.

Julian, sitting beside her, managed to maintain his composure, though his mind was reeling. Willow was incompetent, wasn't she? How on earth had she scammed her way into a job like this? Let alone climbed to such a high executive level?

But as he pieced together the strange events of the past few weeks, the horrifying truth clicked into place.

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