Lingering Passion: Mr. Sutton Wants to be Your Male Lead!-Chapter 95: First Signs of Possessiveness

Charlotte Shelby was on the verge of tears, and when she shouted out those words, her voice was somewhat hysterical.

Silas Sutton paused upon hearing this, and a trace of malice flashed in his eyes.

But that trace of malice disappeared in an instant, and when he turned around, his face had already regained its calmness. He sneered and asked, "You’re investigating me?"

Charlotte was so frightened by Silas’s icy tone that she shuddered, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "If you don’t want people to find out, then don’t do it in the first place."

Charlotte had expected Silas to refute her.

Unexpectedly, Silas just chuckled lightly and admitted frankly, "Indeed, I have slept with the woman you mentioned."

Charlotte asked anxiously, "Have you developed feelings for her?"

Silas raised his hand and casually tugged at the collar of his shirt. "I have an interest in every woman I haven’t slept with yet. Since you love investigating so much, how come you didn’t find out that I bought a seventy million villa for a model I used to be involved with?"

Charlotte froze.

Compared to a source of a kidney or a job opportunity, a villa worth seventy million was obviously more heartfelt.

The saying goes, if a man is willing to spend money on you, it doesn’t necessarily mean he loves you, but if he isn’t willing to spend money on you, then he definitely doesn’t love you.

But Charlotte forgot one thing, this theory doesn’t really apply to wealthy people.

For those who lack nothing, you shouldn’t look at who they spend their money on, but rather who they spend their time on.

After all, for them, time is far more valuable than money.

Charlotte looked at Silas’s mocking face and couldn’t tell whether he was being truthful. In the end, she resorted to what she thought was a clever way to test the waters, "Whether or not you’ve developed feelings for her, I won’t let her go."

Silas smiled indifferently, "Go ahead, but for the next month, you can’t touch her. There’s an important project at my company that she needs to push forward. After a month, you can deal with her however you like."

With that said, Silas turned and strode away.

Watching Silas’s retreating figure, Charlotte was so anxious she was about to cry, but the pride of being the eldest daughter of The Shelby Family wouldn’t allow her to chase after him like that.

She had already tried to humble herself as much as possible when they were alone, and she couldn’t lose face in front of others.

Meanwhile, as Silas emerged from the lounge, he reached up and forcefully yanked off his tie.

Then he pulled out his phone and made a call.

When the call connected, Silas said in a cold voice, "Forrest Keller, send a few people to follow Stella Grant."

Realizing that Silas was angry, Forrest didn’t dare ask more, "Sure, President Sutton."

Silas added, "Choose a few good ones, and make sure she doesn’t notice."

Forrest replied, "Understood."

After hanging up with Forrest, Silas stepped out of the hall, gripping his tie and about to get into his car, when he saw Stella Grant not far away, chatting with Hugh York.

The two were clearly having a pleasant conversation.

To match Stella’s height, Hugh even lowered his body slightly.

Watching this scene, Silas’s narrow eyes squinted.

Hugh admired Stella’s talent and was smiling as he discussed a project from last year, "Was that project managed by you?"

Stella responded unassumingly, "Yes."

Hugh laughed and said, "That project cost me quite a bit, and I’ve been trying to find out who I lost to. I didn’t expect it to be to a young lady like you."

Stella went along with it gracefully, "Well, with our cooperation this time, I’ll find a way to make up for your losses from last year."

Hugh raised an eyebrow, "Are you trying to trick me?"

Stella, "I wouldn’t dare. I genuinely want to work with you." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

As Stella finished speaking, her lips curled into a smile, and she was about to say something more when her phone suddenly rang in her pocket.

The words were caught in her throat, and after apologizing to Hugh, she took out her phone and glanced at the caller ID before answering, "President Sutton."

Silas was sitting in his car, his eyes as cold as ice, yet his voice was dejected and weary, "Stella, do you have some time now?"

Stella pressed her lips together, "Do you need something?"

Silas, "I’m in a bad mood and want to come over to your place."