CHAPTER 35: CHAPTER 35: COMING CLEAN

After several interactions, Stella Grant realized that Silas Sutton was completely unfathomable.

He could switch between serious and frivolous in an instant.

You think he’s messing around with you, but he’s actually all business.

You think he’s being businesslike, but in fact, he’s already taken quite a few liberties.

Hearing Silas Sutton’s words, Stella Grant sat still, her eyes guarded but not too obviously so.

Silas Sutton noticed her defensiveness and glanced at her with a smile, "I really got hurt, not trying to take advantage of you."

Stella Grant looked at him calmly and said nothing.

Seeing her unmoved, Silas Sutton chuckled, turned around, and showed her his back.

When she saw the bloodstains on Silas Sutton’s shirt, Stella Grant’s breath caught, and her heart leaped to her throat.

Silas Sutton was wearing a white shirt, and the bloodstains were especially prominent.

Stella Grant frowned, "Did you get beaten?"

The bloodstains on Silas Sutton’s shirt were the kind left by a whip.

Strip after strip.

Silas Sutton turned back around, did not respond to her question, and smiled slightly, "Manager Grant, can you drop your guard against me now?"

Stella Grant lifted her lips, "President Sutton, there are differences between men and women. If you really need help, I can take you to the hospital to treat your wounds."

Silas Sutton snickered, "Do you think given my status, it’s appropriate for me to show up like this at a hospital?"

Stella Grant was silent.

With Silas Sutton’s status, indeed, appearing like this at a hospital was not suitable.

If someone recognized him, who knows what rumors might spread.

After Silas Sutton finished speaking, seeing Stella Grant remain silent, he leaned forward and teased, "Manager Grant, as the saying goes, ’a drop of kindness should be repaid with a fountain of gratitude.’ Is this how you treat your benefactor?"

Stella Grant frowned, "What benefactor?"

Silas Sutton said, "The video in your email, President Wright helped you when you were in trouble. Yesterday, that scumbag boyfriend of yours was caught..."

The more Silas Sutton spoke, the darker Stella Grant’s expression became.

By the end, Stella Grant tightly pursed her lips and snatched the medicine bag from Silas Sutton’s hand, "Take off your shirt, turn around."

Silas Sutton raised an eyebrow slightly, "You trust me that much? Not even questioning me a bit?"

Stella Grant took a breath, "There’s no need for that."

Given Silas Sutton’s status, he wouldn’t lower himself to take credit for such a small thing.

But Stella Grant couldn’t understand one thing, with Silas Sutton’s status, it was impossible for him not to have anyone around to help with his wounds.

Under the condition that there’s no shortage of people, why did he come to her for help? What’s his mindset?

As Stella Grant’s words fell, the atmosphere in the car was tense for a few seconds, Silas Sutton suddenly smiled and spoke, "There’s no way to handle this in the car. Besides, my car is parked at your company entrance, you’re in the car with me, Forrest Keller is outside, if someone sees us..."

Silas Sutton left his sentence unfinished, easily grasping Stella Grant’s weak spot.

Stella Grant stared at him, feeling an inexplicable annoyance.

It was the kind of annoyance from being out of control of the situation.

She suddenly realized that ever since she got involved with Silas Sutton, her rationality and careful planning had all collapsed.

After pondering for a while, Stella Grant suddenly remembered a saying.

With smart people, if you can’t outsmart them or escape, it’s better to boldly ask what they really want.

Understanding this, Stella Grant just relaxed, took a shallow breath, and looked at Silas Sutton sincerely, "President Sutton, what is it that you really want?"

Silas Sutton had a half-smile, "What do you mean what do I want?"

Stella Grant replied with a calm expression, meeting Silas Sutton’s gaze, "Or let me put it another way, President Sutton, are you interested in me or do you just want to sleep with me?"

Stella Grant’s question was direct, and Silas Sutton squinted slightly, "What if I say I am?"