Chapter 5

"Forget it. Forget it. Silas is the one out of luck," Grandpa said. After I stepped out of the ward, Silas quietly thanked me. He must've overheard Grandpa and me talking earlier. "You don't need to thank me. I kept quiet because I didn't want Grandpa getting more upset. It wasn't about you," I said. Silas nodded, and his eyes revealed something I couldn't quite read. "I get it. So... you're seeing someone?" he asked. I furrowed my brow. "That's none of your business." "Sorry." "Grandpa's good now. I've got work to do, so I'm heading out." With that, I turned and walked off. Since that day, Silas and Whitney hadn't bothered hiding their relationship at all. They made it obvious. I tried to tune them out, but they kept making the entertainment headlines, and everyone at Seymour Group couldn't stop gossiping about them. Whitney was all about tulips. So, Silas spent a few million dollars flying in thousands from Hartsland. Then, he filled a whole restaurant with them to surprise