Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 521

But instead of getting angry, Silas let out a rare laugh. It was a faint sound, laced with the kind of mocking amusement one reserved for watching an absolute fool.

"Do you honestly think Arthur Vance is the one pursuing Willow?"

The sudden twist in his words hit Vivienne like a physical blow.

Her mind flatlined. "Isn't he?" she blurted out. "That's what everyone says."

Silas didn't answer. The smile on his lips merely deepened into something lethal.

A sickening dread crawled up Vivienne's throat. Something was terribly wrong.

Her mind began racing through every recent event. When Willow was kicked to the curb by Sinclair Group, Merit immediately threw her a lifeline. Then they arranged the best hospital care for her mother. And now, during this crisis, Silas Thorne orchestrated a massive corporate war overnight, perfectly willing to sever ties with Sinclair Group just to shield Willow...

All these isolated incidents, things Vivienne had casually dismissed, violently snapped together like puzzle pieces, revealing a truth so horrifying her blood ran ice cold.

Could it be... the person who had been obsessively guarding Willow, shielding her from every shadow... was never Arthur Vance? Was it...?

Vivienne stood paralyzed, her limbs locking up in sheer disbelief.

Impossible!

Who was Silas Thorne?

He was the absolute sovereign of Seattle's elite, the man standing at the very apex of the corporate pyramid, wielding earth-shattering power. He was the untouchable god that countless heiresses in high society fought tooth and nail just to stand near.

He was notoriously aloof, utterly devoid of worldly desires, practically untouched by human emotion.

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