Chapter 33 Silas strode into his office , anger simmering in his chest . By the time he reached the reception , most of the alcohol in his system had cleared Mrs. Harris stood up when he opened the door . " Mr. Stone ," she said , her tone quaking with regret . " I tried to stop him , sir , but he wouldn't listen ." Silas nodded , keeping his temper in check . " Is he inside ? " " Yes , sir , " she replied , nodding . " A security guard is with him .

" " Alright , " Silas said , heading toward his office . His office was a spacious room with three big windows above the bustling street below . Standing by the windows always gave him a sense of power , as if he was sitting on top of the world , And everytime he entered his office , he always looked forward to standing at the window , watching nameless strangers go about their lives . But today , he felt no anticipation - just pure anger towards Dylan , Well , anger , confusion and curiosity .

When he pushed the door open , the security guard turned to face him . " Hello , sir , the guard greeted . " The Silas Stone , " Dylan said , the corners of his mouth curled into a mocking smile . He was lounging on Silas chair , spinning lazily with a magazine in his hand . Silas clenched his jaw at the sight . " Get out of my chair , " he ordered . The security guard shuffled nervously , his voice quaking . " I tried to tell him … not to touch anything ." " It's okay .

I'll handle this , " Silas said , assuring him . The guard nodded and left . Dylan smirked , dropping the magazine on the desk as he stood . " How are you doing today ? " Silas snarled . " What the fuck do you want ? " " Oh , cursing are we ? " Dylan teased , sauntering away from the table . Silas inhaled sharply , resisting the urge to lunge at Dylan and punch the smirk out of his face . Instead , he moved to his desk and sank into his chair . " How can I help you , Dylan ?

" Silas asked , Instead of replying , Dylan scrolled around the office . He paused at the bookshelf Silas used as decoration and pulled out a book . " Still looking sharp in here ," Dylan said , flipping through the book like he wanted to consume its content , " You've done great these past months . Well done . " Silas rolled his eyes at the insincere compliment , his anger simmering . They used to do everything together .

Dylan used to be the COO of the company , overseeing its operations with precision - before he decided to sleep with Kim . Silas hadn't fired him , Dylan had just been too ashamed to carry on . " What do you really want ? " Silas demanded , his voice filled with irritation . " Can't a man visit an old friend ? " Dylan asked in a tone Silas didn't trust .

" I just wanted to see how you're doing , how the company is doing " As you can see , " Silas said coldly , " the company is thriving beyond your wildest dreams . " " I heard you got the Entrepreneur of the Year award , " Dylan said , returning the book to the shelf before facing him . " Technically , I put 1/3 11:53 AM Chapter 33 you on that map . " " Still delusional , I see ," Silas shot back , his patience wearing thin .

Dylan had always been a cocky bastard , but that cockiness had its advantages . It had gotten him far - gotten them far . Silas felt a pang of longing slicing through his anger . As much as he hated to admit , he missed his best friend . But he knew better . No best friend would harm another . No best friend would take his best friend's fiancée to bed - even if she was a cheap opportunist . Dylan chuckled .

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" A man can only hope ." Silas had a lot to do today and no time to pretend Dylan's betrayal wasn't still hurting him . " I don't have all day , Dylan . " His voice was cold and he saw that Dylan noticed it . Dylan nodded , and started to pace . He placed his hand in his trousers pocket like he always did when he was struggling with his ego . " Well ," he began softly , his blue eyes shifting with guilt , " I came to apologize ." Silas clenched his fist under the table . " For ?

" " Ah , come on ! " Dylan whined . " Don't be like this . " Silas wanted to laugh at Dylan's discomfort , but his anger swallowed the urge . " If you don't have anything worthwhile to say , use the door . " " Fine ," Dylan sighed , dropping his hand . " I'm sorry for … smashing Kim ." God , Silas had been waiting for Dylan to say those words for months .

The image of Dylan grinding Kim had haunted him relentlessly , but he'd been willing to give Dylan a chance - a chance to explain , a chance to apologize . And yet , Dylan gave him nothing . Now , hearing the apology he'd longed for brought no relief . He felt nothing . " Alright , " Silas replied flatly , turning back to his desk . " Alright ? That's it ? " Dylan asked , incredulous . Silas raised a brow . " What else were you expecting ? " " I don't know , " Dylan shrugged , moving closer .

" Maybe that you forgive me ? That you're not angry anymore ? " " I've already worked through my anger a very long time ago , " Silas said without looking at him . " I'm not mad at you . " " But you won't forgive me ? " Silas feit the anger rekindle in his chest . " Forgive you ? You slept with my fiancée ! " " Well , we slept together , Dylan countered . Silas shook his head , disgusted by Dylan's attitude . " Just leave , Dylan ." " Fine .

I was a terrible friend , and I shouldn't have done that ! " Dylan blurted out , his eyes glistening with regret . But Silas wasn't buying it . " Go , " Silas said , reaching for his laptop . " I couldn't keep my dick in my pants , and neither could Kim , " Dylan added hastily . " But I'm not blaming her- " Silas sprang from his seat , anger tightened his chest . " You're a womanizer , cool . But you had no right to touch what was mine ! " Dylan flinched at Silas's tone and nodded slowly .

" I understand , " he murmured , lifting his hands in defeat . " I understand ." Silas adjusted his shirt and sat back down , exhaling slowly . " Congratulations on your wedding . Am I invited ? " Dylan teased , trying to lighten the mood . " Get out , " Silas scoffed , without sparing him a glance . Dylan gave him a long , sad look , brushing a hand over his hair . " Fair , " he nodded . " Bye . Talk to you some other time . " Silas ignored him until he left the office .

Once Dylan was gone , Silas let out a sigh . He couldn't believe he'd handled that better than he'd 2/3 Chapter 33 expected . He reached for his intercom and dialed his chief security officer . When the call connected , Silas spoke firmly . " Dylan Wright has no authority to walk into this company again . If I find him here again , someone's getting fired . " " Understood , sir , " Bruno replied . Silas dropped the call and spun his chair around .

He walked to the window , taking in the scene below . As he closed his eyes , to the distant noise of activities , he felt his anger begin to thaw . s another matter . He couldn't let Dylan get close again - especially close to Ivy . was calling . He wasn't mad at Dylan anymore , but trusting him His phone rang interrupting his thoughts . He returned to his desk and picked it . Wade . " Hello Silas , " Wade said , his tone impatient . " Yes ? " Silas replied , weariness seeping into his voice .

" Have you seen the news ? " Silas stiffened . What now ? " No , I haven't , " he said . " Silas " Well , " Wade began , his tone a blend of disappointment and frustration . " Ivy's c mother , getting her hospitalized . " on the news . Apparently , she got into a fight with Mason's 3/3