'Widowed.' What an inauspicious word.
It had taken him years to finally reach the point of marriage. Every step had been a struggle, and he absolutely could not tolerate such unexpected complications.
He refused to acknowledge it.
Not only did he refuse to acknowledge it, but if even the smallest spark of that 'widowhood' ever appeared, he would be the first to snuff it out.
Silas Norwood silently moved the photo of Sylvia Lowell and her daughter into a hidden album. Then, with perfect composure, he deleted all the photos of the ten-year-old 'Summer Sutton' that Theo Chambers had sent him in his chat history.
Only then did he elegantly begin to enjoy his lunch.
His expression was serene, as if the truth he had learned today had never existed.
「The Regent's Residence.」
The mahjong game was already set up. Besides the chairman of CloudVision Group, there were two other men who, at a glance, radiated immense power.
