Chapter 85

Silas' words finally put me at ease, but when we arrived at his house, I was surprised at what I saw. Inside his villa, the walls were lined with shelves full of soup bases and spice blends—creamy, tangy, smoky, spicy—every kind you could imagine. "Oh my gosh, are you planning to open a soup bar or something?" Silas flipped his hair in a suave motion and handed me a flyer. "That's right. What you said last time really inspired me. You were right—starting a business needs fresh ideas. So I'm opening a soup bar in the town. The shop's already renovated." I stared at him like he had lost his mind. What did that have to do with anything? Still, he didn't look like someone short on cash. Maybe this failure would actually teach him something. Who knows—next time, he might just get it right. "You think it's a great idea too, right? What do you say? Do you want to invest?" I rolled my eyes and handed him my phone. "Just fix this first. I really need it." I still had no idea why Felix c