He had arranged everything, just waiting for Chloe to co to him, so he would have a reason to make her stay.
But halfway through, Jett Sterling unexpectedly disrupted his plans.
Silas Prescott suppressed the evil emotion from before and smiled gently, saying: "I ca to see if Chloe needs any help."
Jett blocked the doorway, preventing him from entering: "She doesn’t need it now, I’m here to help, and this case will be resolved soon. You should leave quickly."
Seeing Jett act like the man of the house, the dark thoughts Silas had just suppressed surged back up.
Just an ex-boyfriend, what right does he have to act like the man of the house?
Silas tried to suppress his emotions: "I heard Auntie’s health isn’t good, so I bought so supplents for her."
"You don’t need to worry, Auntie’s illness is cured, with here, I won’t let her be sad."
The two stood at the door arguing, and Mrs. Nash suddenly ca over and asked: "Young Sterling, who is it?"
Jett imdiately said: "An insurance salesman."
"Oh, don’t bother with him, those people just try to cheat us elderly folks."
Although Silas felt uncomfortable hearing this, to see Chloe, he had to swallow his pride.
He called inside, "Auntie, it’s , Silas Prescott, I ca to see you."
Hearing the na, Mrs. Nash’s heart skipped a beat.
Why has he co?
But, as always enthusiastic, she still walked over and said: "Young Sterling, everyone is a guest when they co, let Mr. Prescott co in."
One is Young Sterling, one is Mr. Prescott.
One is close, the other is distant.
Such a big difference made Silas feel uncomfortable.
But none of it showed on his face.
He directly bypassed Jett to enter the living room, nodding politely at Mrs. Nash.
"Auntie, it’s late, sorry to intrude, I bought these supplents for you, please accept them."
Mrs. Nash said politely: "You being here is enough, you didn’t have to bring anything. We are having dinner now, have you eaten?"
Mrs. Nash was just being polite, but didn’t expect Silas to imdiately reply: "Not yet, I’ve been in etings all day and just finished."
"Then join us, Chloe, fetch the dishes and utensils for Mr. Prescott."
After all, he brought gifts, so she couldn’t just throw him out.
Silas walked over to Chloe, his gaze seeming calm: "How is Uncle’s case going? Do you need help?"
Just one sentence made Chloe sowhat tongue-tied.
She knew Silas had a strong sense of jealousy.
If he found out she sought Jett instead of him, he might go mad.
But at this point, there’s no hiding it.
Chloe could only tell the truth: "Soone Jett found for , there’s been progress."
Silas didn’t bla, instead he smiled warmly: "I’ve been busy these days and haven’t been able to ask you. Since soone is helping, Uncle should be out soon, President Sterling’s connections are no worse than mine."
Jett raised his eyebrows smugly: "Glad you know."
He pulled out the chair next to Chloe, just about to sit, but saw Silas sit down there without hesitation.
He also nodded politely to Jett: "I’m honored to have President Sterling’s service."
Jett gritted his teeth angrily: "No one’s serving you, this is my seat!"
Silas humbly said: "It’s okay, since the dishes and utensils haven’t been touched, I don’t mind."
Jett: I haven’t touched it either, damn you for minding!
But with Mrs. Nash present, Jett didn’t act too strongly.
He sat across from Chloe.
He picked up a piece of spicy chicken and put it in Chloe’s bowl, "Chloe, this is the spicy chicken you like, eat more, you’ve lost weight from being tired these past few days."
Chloe stared at the spicy chicken in her bowl, unsure how to handle it.
Chloe loves spicy food, while Sienna Paxton coughs at a bit of pepper.
If she doesn’t eat, Jett will suspect.
If she eats and coughs from the spice, Silas will suspect.
She is stuck between a rock and a hard place now.
Seeing her intention, Mrs. Nash imdiately took the piece of spicy chicken from her bowl.
Laughing, she said: "Chloe is under the weather these days, it’s better not to eat spicy foods. This spicy chicken is made for Young Sterling, and here’s stead ribs, his favorite. Young Sterling, you’ve been busy, eat more."
A hint of pride appeared on Jett’s face.
He picked up a rib and placed it in Silas’s bowl.
With a smile at the corner of his mouth, he said: "Don’t just let eat alone, Mr. Prescott, try so too. Auntie made these specially for , not sothing just anyone can eat."
His implication was that Silas was benefiting from him.
There isn’t a single dish prepared for Silas.
Hearing this, Silas felt a burning anger rising to his head.
Through Mrs. Nash’s familiarity with Jett, it wasn’t difficult to see that during school, Jett often ca here for als.
Thinking about Jett’s three-year relationship with Chloe, Silas felt a tightness in his chest.
But he didn’t show it, biting into a rib and praising: "It’s indeed delicious, President Sterling, eat more. After all, you won’t be able to for many days."
Jett had been smug, but hearing this, he glared angrily: "Are you cursing to die?"
Silas curled his lips: "No, Dr. Nash’s husband is coming soon, it’s ti for you, the ex-boyfriend, to exit. After all, Dr. Nash loves her husband and is very devoted to him. Am I right, Dr. Nash?"
This was sothing Chloe had told him before, now he used it on Jett.
Chloe knew this man ca with bad intentions.
After the al, Chloe escorted the two downstairs.
Jett still wanted to pester Chloe when he suddenly received a call.
The call was from his father, Mr. Sterling.
His tone was very bad: "Jett, get back here quickly, the shareholders are at the house, demanding an explanation. Are you trying to ruin the Sterling Family for Chloe?"
Jett was indifferent: "I’m just investigating, if there’s nothing wrong with the Sterling Family, what are you afraid of?"
"You fool, that project involves too many interests. If you continue to investigate, the Sterling Family will go down with it. Get back here, your grandfather will die just to show you."
Hearing this, Jett couldn’t ignore it.
His mother passed away, his father remarried, the only person who treated him well was his grandfather.
Hanging up the phone, Jett looked at Chloe: "I have sothing to deal with first, I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning to see the lawyer."
Chloe was a bit worried: "Did I cause you trouble?"
Jett smirked: "If I say yes, will you repay with your life?"
Seeing Chloe lower her head without speaking, he tapped her head: "Just teasing you, I’m not like so people, playing dirty tricks secretly, watch out for him, he’s no good."
Seeing him walk away, Silas finally exposed the emotions he had been suppressing.
He directly pinned Chloe against the car, slowly bending over, with emotions in his eyes that she couldn’t understand.
"Shouldn’t Dr. Nash give an explanation? Why choose Jett instead of , what exactly are you afraid of with ?"
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