Year Five The Perfect Goodbye Plan novel Chapter 116

“Sweet Silvia, you know I love you, right?” Shipley repeated, desperate to make her believe the depth of his feelings, though he couldn’t quite hide the flicker of panic in his eyes. “Sweet Silvia, if you want to get married, I’ll marry you right now! You know that, don’t you?”

His words tumbled out, losing coherence. All Shipley could think about was making Silvia understand that he truly couldn’t live without her.

“If you’re really interested in this project, I’ll give it to you—as a gift.”

Silvia laughed suddenly, the sound cold and incredulous.

Classic manipulator, she thought.

She looked Shipley up and down, her beautiful eyes glinting with mockery. “Shipley, you seem to have it backwards. Mr. Sanderson only agreed to meet you because he thought I was still working for your company. And now you’re acting like you’re the one offering me favors?”

Silvia had never doubted her own professional abilities.

Shipley pressed his lips together, the charming smile fading from his face. He looked at Silvia with a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes, frustration darkening his features.

“Sweet Silvia,” he warned, his voice low, “don’t make me angry.”

Having to compete for a woman, to be forced into a choice—Shipley found it humiliating.

Just as Silvia’s hand hovered over the panic button on her phone, a car pulled up beside them.

A man stepped out, impeccably dressed in a tailored suit, exuding an air of authority. He lifted his gaze, cold and sharp as ice.

He strode over, and in one swift motion, Kent gripped Shipley’s wrist, his fingers tightening with just enough pressure to send a clear warning.

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