“What nonsense are you talking about?” Silas frowned deeply, suppressing the brief flash of panic in his chest, and coldly denied Sloane’s accusation. “I just find the smell of disinfectant in the hospital overpowering. It's making me sick.”Sloane stared closely into his eyes, as if trying to gauge the truth of his words.A moment later, the defensiveness and sharpness faded from her eyes, replaced by her usual fragile mask. She leaned back against the bed, sighing weakly. “I’m sorry, Silas. I just care about you too much. Plus, having just given birth, my emotions are a mess... You’re not mad at me, are you?”As she spoke, she reached out and gently tugged on his sleeve.“But, Silas,” Sloane quickly pivoted, a trace of hidden urgency in her tone, “You promised me before. Once I gave birth to the Alpha heir, you would transfer that $50 million trust fund into my name. Now that the baby is born safely, shouldn’t you keep your promise?”Silas felt a flash of disgust looking at her eager
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