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Chapter 77 A Slap in the Face
There was a gigantic semicircular sofa in the lounge area ahead, and everyone got up to
offer their seats, crowding Silas into a seat right in the middle Subsequently, everyone
went up to greet him regardless of whether they were acquainted with him This seemed to
be an unwritten rule, which naturally was also for the sake of making his acquaintance
since it was a golden opportunity to collaborate with Nolan Group,
Gianna was busy icing Kate’s face, so she didn’t go over to greet him, but she saw Aleena
walking over “Isn’t that Aleena
Jones?” Kate exclaimed, “Summer City is abuzz with rumors that she’s dating Silas!”
Gianna nodded. “I saw her earlier and even chatted with her for a bit. I, too, suspect that
she might have come because she knew that Silas would be here.”
“That’s possible. Otherwise, such a cocktail party is beneath het considering her family
background” Kate replied.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“What’s her background?” Gianna asked in surprise.
“I heard that her father is the director general of customs in Summer City,” Kate
answered.
Understanding dawned upon Gianna. No wonder she’s acquainted with someone like Silas.
Meanwhile, Aleena was truly ecstatic, for she just knew that Silas would definitely attend
this cocktail party, so she specifically came to wait for him. Although Gianna didn’t fall into
her trap, she was still happy to see Silas. She walked over and greeted sweetly, “Silas.”
With a cigarette in his mouth, Silas lazily glanced at her and murmured an
acknowledgment, treating her the same as he treated others. Feeling somewhat hurt over
his indifferent attitude, Aleena inhaled deeply and remarked with a smile, “If I’d known
that you’d be coming as well, we could have attended together. Look, you’re alone, and I
don’t have a companion either.” The meaning of this remark was as plain as day. “I’m not
alone, Silas replied, his expression indiscernible. Aleena merely giggled awkwardly. “Xavier
isn’t a woman.” Silas stared at her, “Who stipulates that it must be a woman?
Aleena’s expression froze again. The host, Logan, then attempted to smooth things over,
chiming in with a smile, “A pairing of Jack and Jill makes a tough job a breeze since the two
can complement each other!” Upon hearing this, the crowd burst out laughing. Aleena
gave a tight smile as well. Looking at Silas with a shy and timid gaze, she commented
ingratiatingly, “I visited Grandpa this morning, and we even spoke of you.” As she said
that, she walked over to him in hopes of sitting beside him. Logan who happened to sit
beside Silas stood up perceptively. “Aleena, come and sit here.” Silas, however, suddenly
raised his eyes and shot him a glare, his gaze threatening although his voice remained
placid, “Are you that busy?”
Logan embarrassingly sat back down. “Not at all. I was just thinking of making
arrangements to take this party elsewhere.” he replied with a smile. “No need. Staying
here is fine,” Silas countered nonchalantly. Aleena stood frozen in mortification, torn
between taking a seat and remaining standing. At one point, aggrieve flooded her, Why
must Silas be so cruel to me when I came just because of him? By now, everyone with half
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏma mind could tell that Silas just didn’t want to bother with Aleena, so no one did anything
for some time until the lady who came with Aleena called out to her, giving her a way out
of this embarrassing situation. Smiling, she bid Silas farewell and left. After she’d left, a
group of women gossiped about her in hushed tones, saying, “Miss Jones always regards
herself as Silas Nolan’s woman, yet look at the slap in the face she was just given. I’m
mortified on her behalf.” “Silas Nolan is brutal as well, not giving her any quarter!” “Who
can she blame? He has never acknowledged their relationship. Rather, she’s the one
putting feathers in her own
cap.”
“Exactly. She invited scorn herself!”
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