Entangled in the Night: Unable to Escape Him-Chapter 41: Make Her Stay

Silas drove to the company.

The assistant saw him and looked a bit nervous.

"President Prescott, there’s been some progress on investigating Dr. Nash."

Silas’ deep eyes fixed on him, exuding a palpable sense of pressure.

"What do you mean, ’some progress’?"

The assistant nervously began to sweat at the tip of his nose: "We only found out about her situation in the country. Her time abroad is hard to trace. There’s a year-long gap—no school, no records, nothing—it’s like she disappeared for a year and then suddenly returned."

Silas’ brow knit tightly together.

He was a computer expert; naturally, he knew exactly what had happened to Chloe Nash during that missing year.

Someone had hidden her tracks.

Chloe was just an ordinary doctor, no reason to keep things secret.

Unless she had some secret she didn’t want anyone to find out.

The thought of this possibility made Silas’s gaze gradually turn cold and gloomy.

"What about her marital status?"

"We still can’t find out her marital status or who her husband is. Abroad, apart from her job, she barely interacted with anyone. Nobody knows much about her."

Hearing this, the corners of Silas’s lips curled into a subtle, unreadable smile.

The more something couldn’t be found, the more it suggested a problem with the marriage itself.

A normal person wouldn’t hide their information so tightly. Unless she had some unspeakable secret.

Thinking along these lines, Silas’s eyes gradually lit up with clarity.

"What about her parents?"

Assistant: "Her father is a bridge designer at the Third Group, her mother is a teacher, both seem upright. Her father is the lead designer of the Pearl River Bridge, which is about to open to traffic."

He handed the file to Silas.

Silas read carefully, but when he saw certain documents, his previously calm eyes suddenly tensed up.

His gut told him there was something wrong here.

He immediately ordered, "Investigate this matter thoroughly—leave no stone unturned."

Early the next morning.

Julian Prescott was having breakfast with his dad when Lucy Rhodes rushed downstairs in a flurry.

"Julian, Dr. Nash is leaving—her flight’s at ten this morning!"

Hearing this, Julian immediately hopped down from his chair and grabbed Lucy Rhodes’s hand, saying, "Let’s see Mom off."

Seeing his pitiful expression, Lucy Rhodes ruffled his hair: "Go get changed. Auntie will take you soon, okay?"

"Mm-hmm."

The two of them moved quickly and came back down dressed in no time.

Just as Lucy Rhodes was about to take Julian out, she heard Silas call her.

"Lucy Rhodes, there’s only an hour left. Are you sure you can make it to the airport?"

"I’ll just step on the gas a bit harder, that’s all."

Silas said irritably, "You drive like crap. If you don’t want your life, my son still does. I’ll take you both."

Hearing this, Lucy Rhodes grinned cheekily at Silas, "Bro, are you worried we’ll have an accident, or do you just want to see Dr. Nash off too?"

"You talk too much."

"Hehe, I’m just thinking of you! If Dr. Nash weren’t married, I’d have long since snatched her for my sister-in-law."

Silas knocked her on the head: "Less dreaming does you more good than anything else."

"Hey, why’re you hitting my head again? What if you knock me stupid and I can’t get married?"

"Then I’ll find you a pig to marry—your IQ’s about the same anyway."

Lucy Rhodes stomped her foot angrily: "Bro, do you have to be so mean? So what if you’re smart? Didn’t Sienna trick you? She went to be a Doctors Without Borders volunteer and you didn’t even know."

That one sentence darkened Silas’s eyes with a shadowy emotion.

It all felt like yesterday’s memories resurfacing.

Before Sienna left, she’d been so well-behaved, staying at home all day, never going anywhere.

Every day, she’d cook new dishes for him.

At the time, he’d thought life couldn’t get any better.

He gradually relaxed his control over her, even letting her go shopping with friends.

But the peace didn’t last long.

When he returned from a business trip overseas, the docile little kitten was gone.

She took nothing but her passport and ID—she didn’t even take her cell phone.

She avoided all his surveillance and evaded his every attempt to track her down.

The one who’d hugged his neck and said "I’ll miss you" before parting just vanished from his world.

Leaving behind only pages of letters.

At the memory, Silas couldn’t help clenching his fist tightly.

The redness in his eyes seemed to deepen.

Seeing him like that, Lucy Rhodes shrank back in fear and quickly apologized: "Bro, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hit your sore spot."

Silas glanced at her coolly: "If you don’t leave now, the plane’ll take off without you."

The three of them drove straight to the airport.

At the car park, Lucy Rhodes got Julian out and looked back, asking Silas, "Bro, you really aren’t going to see Dr. Nash off?"

Silas’s expression was indifferent: "No."

"Okay, we’re off then. Wait for us here."

Watching them walk away, Silas lit a cigarette and took a hard drag.

Even heavy nicotine couldn’t dissolve the depression weighing on his heart.

His mind was full of last night’s kiss with Chloe Nash.

She wasn’t Sienna, so why, when he kissed her, did he feel Sienna’s presence?

Why, when that face clearly wasn’t Sienna’s, was he just as obsessed with her as he’d been with Sienna?

Was it just because she reminded him of Sienna in certain ways?

Silas smoked cigarette after cigarette, but still couldn’t suppress his swirling emotions.

Just then, he got a call from his assistant.

"President Prescott, just as you suspected—the Pearl River Bridge design team has a problem. There’s already been a partial collapse. Casualties are unknown. The authorities have already detained Mr. North as the main culprit."

At this, the moistness in Silas’s eyes suddenly brightened.

He ordered in a cold voice, "Find a way to make this a big deal."

The assistant hesitated: "President Prescott, this project involves a lot of people. If it blows up, Mr. North may become the scapegoat and never get out."

Silas was adamant: "I know what I’m doing."

It was obvious someone wanted to frame Mr. North. If this didn’t go public, the mastermind would never come to light.

Otherwise, Mr. North would silently take the blame as the scapegoat.

At the same time, Silas also wanted to use this incident to keep Chloe Nash here.

After hanging up, Silas immediately opened the car door and strode swiftly toward the airport terminal.