The Woman From Hell

This was probably the day Thomas Grant met my mother for the first time. Silas has unexpectedly been watching them.

Although their voices were soft, I could hear their conversation clearly.

"I'm already married, and I have kids. We're very in love. I can't bring myself to marry you." These were my mother's cold words to Thomas Grant.

The video was a little fuzzy, but I could clearly see Thomas' look of understanding. He just nodded a few times. "I actually also have someone I like. We have children too. I'm just meeting up with you to get President Yard to give up and let him know that it's impossible between us."

It turned out that nothing happened between Thomas Grant and my mother.

Just when I was about to continue watching the videos, a voice sounded outside the door, "Who's in there?"

Sylvester had returned.

I closed the video and tried to look for a hiding spot, but I was too late.

The lights came on and Sylvester was standing at the door.

His brows furrowed as he strode over. He instantly understood when he saw what I had unearthed. "You watched it."

"Yes. I just wanted to confirm that Silas lied to me."

Sylvester regained his composure. He picked up the things on the ground and handed them to me. "Take them back. You can take a closer look. If you just want to know whether what Grandfather told you the other day is true or not, then I can answer you. It's indeed a lie. You don't have to investigate anymore.

"You already knew it wasn't true." I looked at him, puzzled.

"I did. He said he didn't want to let you off peacefully. So, he wanted to turn you against Theo before leaving. Theo would let Grant Corporation slip and he would take advantage of the situation and swoop in," Sylvester revealed calmly.

He put his hands in his pockets, his

gaze cold. "He kept asking me to send someone to follow you. He knew you were going to go to Gareth that day and panicked. He made call you immediately to get you

come to Yard Mansion. Who would've thought that you'd still end up going to Gareth first? Hence, he sent someone to take Gareth away and lied to you that he was on a business trip so that you couldn't see him. That way, you could only come over."

As it turned out, it was really Silas who had taken Gareth away.

I frowned. Something still felt off. "Gareth is John. Why would he just follow Silas obediently?"

"I'm not sure about that. Perhaps Grandfather has something over him," Sylvester replied without thinking.

"I found Gareth in a suburban

restaurant that day. He was taken away in a hurry. If Silas was not in Whatdorf City, then who helped him do this?"

"It was me," Sylvester admitted directly, not hiding anything.

"Okay. Now that I know the truth, you can release Gareth, right?"

"I already let him go back a long time

ago. No

future.

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and ask what you wish to know."

He had been so calm during this entire reveal.

Even if Sylvester did not care for so-called familial love, why was he still so indifferent when it came to his own biological parents?

I pursed my lips and could not help but ask, "Do you really not care at all about Mom's death?

"I don't know what exactly you went through with Silas, but Mom's death is the reason why you hate him so much, no?"

Sylvester lowered his head in contemplation for a long time before a sneer took over his lips. "I don't care at all."

He raised his head, and his eyes were terrifying.

I looked at him and actually felt a little afraid. Gulping, I asked, "Why not?"