Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 483

Willow wanted to say more, but Silas gently interrupted her. "Be good and get some sleep. I will handle everything. Just rest, and everything will be fine when you wake up."

Those words worked like magic, especially coming from him. The chaotic panic and lingering fear in Willow's heart were instantly soothed.

Her previously restless mind settled into a calm stillness. She nodded, stopped overthinking, and obediently closed her eyes, sinking into a peaceful silence.

He had it all under control.

He would solve it.

Willow was genuinely exhausted, and with the residual effects of the chemical incapacitation in her system, her eyelids grew heavier. A sweeping wave of drowsiness engulfed her, and she soon drifted off, her breathing turning soft and rhythmic.

Silas sat quietly by the bed, neither moving nor making a sound to disturb her. He simply watched her in absolute silence.

As the light shifted outside the window, he kept his gaze fixed on her peaceful sleeping face. His usually cold and sharp features softened completely, his eyes brimming with deep tenderness and an unspoken heartache as he silently stood guard over her.

An unknown amount of time passed before the phone beside him vibrated softly, breaking the quiet of the room.

Silas looked down and picked it up. It was a message from Arthur Vance, briefly informing him that they had a lead on the day's events.

He stood up slowly, his movements careful and deliberate, terrified of waking her.

Before walking out the door, he casually glanced at the time on his phone, suddenly realizing he had been sitting by her bed, completely immobile, for three solid hours.

Silas did not care in the slightest. "Canceling a partnership takes just one word. You can start reviewing the breach of contract clauses right now."

"But she is technically part of the Sinclair Group. From what I understand, she is the adopted daughter of the Sinclair family."

Hearing this, Silas raised an eyebrow. "Do you honestly think I care about that? Even if she were a biological Sinclair, what difference would it make?"

"Uh..." Arthur was at a loss for words. His concerns were based on practical considerations. While breaking ties would not severely impact the Thorne family's empire, it would undoubtedly cause a headache if the senior board members found out.

In the past, Silas would have taken such advice into consideration. But this time, he was entirely deaf to reason.

Arthur was out of options and tried to find another angle, but Silas was no longer listening. He noticed the lights flick on in Willow's room nearby. Assuming she had woken up, he cut the conversation short. "Enough. The decision is final."