Stop It, She’s Remarrying (Fia and Conrad) novel Chapter 412

Chapter 412 

After lunch, Silas came over. 

Conrad had business he wanted to discuss with him, and so he wanted Mrs. Whitley to accompany Fia. 

Fia said, “I want to take a nap upstairs.” 

Conrad didn’t refuse her and carried her up to the bedroom. 

Once she was in bed, he removed her shoes and covered her in a blanket. He then adjusted the air conditioner to 82 degrees Fahrenheit. 

He massaged her shoulder and said, “Silas and I will probably need half an hour. I’ll accompany you after we’re done, okay?” 

“Alright,” Fia said as she closed her eyes. 

Silas was waiting for Conrad in his study. When he heard footsteps, he turned around and looked at Conrad. 

“Sir, there are a few documents that need your signature.” 

“Alright,” Conrad said as he sat in front of the desk and extended his hand. “Give them to me.” 

He spent around ten minutes reading the document once again before signing after verifying everything was done properly. 

He glanced at the door to the study and asked, “How’s the arrangement with Ms. Reid?” 

“Everything has been prepared. Tomorrow is Victor’s marriage, so he’ll definitely be caught by surprise. Now that the entire Gryphon city’s reporters have been bought off, they’ll all appear in the wedding. That should force him to free Ms. Reid.” 

“Good.” 

“Sir… Are you really sure about forming your own overseas entertainment company and diverting all resources to Ms. Reid?” 

“She’s worth the price. We won’t make a loss.” Conrad once again looked at the study’s entrance before giving back the signed document to Silas. “Go back to work.” 

Silas received the document and walked out the study, and frowned when he saw the person in the corridor. 

He saw Fia wanting to leave by supporting herself with the wall, worried that the people inside might find out about her. 

But she was blind. No matter how smart and agile she was, she couldn’t do anything now. 

Silas didn’t want to reveal her intentions and simply stepped forward and held her hand, whispering, “Madam, where are you going? I’ll help you.” 

Fia paused and said, “Third floor.” 

So, Silas helped her up to the third floor. 

“The balcony,” Fia said. 

When they reached the balcony, Silas wiped the chair and helped her sit down. 

“Madam, if there’s nothing else, I’ll go back to the company now.” 

“Let’s have a chat, Silas.” 

The third floor was covered by a glass roof. The scorching summer sun felt warm thanks to it. 

Silas looked at her face and couldn’t help but feel his heart skip a beat. He shouldn’t have helped her up to the third floor. 

He had to reveal the answers to whatever she asked, and all of her questions probably had something to do with his boss. 

“Since you didn’t reject me, I’ll start,” Fia said with a smile. “In your opinion, is he sad because Esme is dead?” 

Silas was speechless. ‘I knew it.’ 

“Madam, the matter with Ms. Manning is over. You should let it go.” 

“Since you’re not answering me, can I assume that he is?”