Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 555

Thinking about it now, that eagerness had probably been laced with selfish motives from the very start.

Smith gave a low command. "Keep a close eye on the two of them from now on. Note down every private interaction and every little detail, but keep it completely off the radar."

"Understood," the assistant replied, knowing better than to say anything more.

Because Vivienne's recent explosion in popularity was so massive, even Silas Thorne had heard about it.

Over dinner, he brought it up with Willow. "If you hate seeing her steal the spotlight and it's making you uncomfortable, just say the word. I can have all the media coverage pulled. I can wipe out her hype overnight and reduce her little victory lap to zero."

With his power and connections, crushing a few PR pieces was child's play.

Willow just shook her head. She hated Vivienne, and she was sickened by her manipulative, opportunistic scheming, but she didn't want to handle it like this. If she was going to beat her, she was going to do it in the proper arena, using her own genuine expertise.

More importantly, she didn't want to burden Silas with it.

Silas didn't mind her answer. He always respected her choices. "Do whatever you think is best. I've got your back." He placed a piece of food on her plate, his expression softening. "Is there anything I can do for you, then?"

He wouldn't interfere with her decisions, but he had to be in her corner. If he didn't do something to help her, he wouldn't be able to sleep at night.

Willow looked down at her plate, thinking it over for a moment. Then she looked up at him, a sharp clarity in her eyes. "I actually do need your help with something."

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