Year Five The Perfect Goodbye Plan novel Chapter 224

He stared unflinchingly at Shipley. Then, Kent raised his hand and gently patted Silvia’s shoulder before releasing her for the moment.

Stepping forward, Kent closed the distance between himself and Shipley, looming over the man sprawled awkwardly on the floor. He looked down at him, his gaze cold and unreadable.

Suddenly, Kent bent slightly, reaching out and gripping Shipley’s shirt once more.

“What are you doing?!” Shipley’s voice trembled with panic. Seeing the indifference on Kent’s face sent a cold sweat prickling down his spine. He had no idea what Kent was planning; all he could feel was a growing sense of dread.

Silvia watched Shipley’s frantic expression and couldn’t help but feel embarrassed by her past poor judgment. Seeing him like this was truly pathetic.

Without a word, Kent grabbed a fistful of Shipley’s shirt and hauled him up off the ground, as if lifting a discarded coat. With a casual flick of his arm, he tossed Shipley aside, treating him like nothing more than trash.

Shipley landed in a crumpled heap near the entrance to his own office, looking even more disheveled and pitiful than before—none of his usual polished confidence remained.

After dealing with Shipley, Kent turned his attention to Silvia. He stepped up to her, the corners of his lips curling into a soft, almost imperceptible smile.

Reaching out, Kent gently took Silvia’s hand in his. His voice was calm and steady. “Come on. Let’s go home. As for whatever you left in your office, have someone take care of it tomorrow.”

“Alright,” Silvia replied without hesitation, nodding obediently.

Her hand was wrapped securely in Kent’s, and she followed his lead without protest, matching her steps to his as they walked past Shipley’s slumped form.

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