Jody Silverman Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Am I supposed to care? Jackson is a playboy. Everyone knows that." "He's your mate, Silver," Adam reminded her. "We can't have him marking some Beta's daughter and ruining the bond." "Trust me, brother," Silver said, her voice flat. "There is no bond. Not for me. I'm looking for a way out of this 'alliance' before the ceremony. I'd rather be a rogue than Jackson's property." Adam let out a dry laugh. "You really hate him. He's hot, Silver. Look." He swiped to a photo of Jackson shirtless during football training.

My gaze followed him until suddenly, Silver's voice pulled my attention. “Ms. Ford, do you cook?” “Oh my!” I jumped like I'd stepped on a snake who hissed at my leg. Silver stood by the hallway with a blank expression, waiting patiently for my answer, completely unaware that her father had just come dangerously close to ruining her innocence. “Yes! I mean—yes, I do. Sometimes. Often. I used to be a full time housewife.” She blinked slowly, clearly not expecting that much of an answer. “There's no staff, no chef, and no servants in this house. And I'm supposed to be spending a few days with my dad.”

Chapter 87. Lily had an expressionless look on her face as she walked over to the table where Mr. Silver was waiting for her. He was clad in a gray tuxedo and the pair of sunglasses he had on only managed to make him look so much hotter. Lily wondered why she had thought of going after Greg when there were even better men like Damien Silver out there. If someone like Ava could bag a man like him, she was worth his attention. Well, this was the best option for her to get him into her bed. She believed that the only reason he would want to see her right now would be to negotiate with her to drop the case against Ava.

“C’mon Jolene. You can trust me. Mr Silverman was having an affair with the victims?” “Well, he…,” Jolene stammered, not exactly sure if she was doing the right thing. “He did make out with them on occasion in his office. But I’ve known Mr Silverman for a long time, and I can tell you, he’s no murderer! You can verify it with Wendy. She’s outside right now.” “Don’t you worry about a thing, sweetheart. I plan to do just that.” ***