Chapter 92

When Silas had walked by their private room earlier, he saw Noah and Bethany together. The sight of it alone nearly drove him mad with jealousy. So, this was the business dinner she'd talked about? What was she doing, having dinner with her former boyfriend? Silas still retained some of his senses and didn't storm inside to claim his stake on Bethany. Sitting nearby, Callan saw the sulky look on Silas' face and sighed. "Silas is in a mood today." Oscar pursed his lips. "Callan, who knows what's bothering him this time? He's been in a mood ever since he got married." Silas ignored Oscar's sarcastic remarks and shared a drink with Callan. "Thanks for your help last time." Callan grinned calmly. He was just hanging out with his friends tonight. So, a drink or two wasn't a problem. He had barely finished his drink when Noah opened the door, radiating an air of menace. "What do you want, Silas?" Noah never thought Callan would be here, too. The latter was the chief of police, and