Entangled in the Night: Unable to Escape Him-Chapter 143: Sienna Gets Jealous

As soon as that sentence was uttered, everyone present smelled the scent of gossip.

Someone immediately asked, "President Prescott, there have always been rumors that you remain unmarried because you’re waiting for someone to return. Is this girl who’s like a ray of light the one you’re talking about?"

Silas Prescott made no effort to hide it and said, "Yes."

Upon hearing this, Chloe Nash’s fingers tightened around the pen in her hand.

Sienna Paxton.

Sunny.

Could this name be based on Sienna Paxton?

Is the girl who’s like a ray of light her?

Thinking of this possibility, Chloe Nash felt a prickling pain in her heart.

It turned out she and Silas Prescott had once illuminated each other’s worlds.

Such a wonderful beginning, but it ended that way.

Chloe Nash’s lips curved bitterly.

There were still reporters asking Silas Prescott many questions, which he patiently answered.

Silas Prescott’s topic quickly trended on social media.

The refined and abstinent head of the Prescott Family had remained unmarried, all along waiting for the light of his life to return.

And Stella Sterling’s English name happens to be Sunny, and she just returned to the country recently.

The Sterling Family has always shown signs of a connection with the Prescott Family.

So, the girl Silas Prescott has been waiting for is Stella Sterling.

Soon, someone posted photos, showing Silas Prescott appearing overseas when Stella Sterling was studying abroad.

Stella Sterling also posted on Weibo at this time.

[Thank you for waiting for me so long; I will never let you down.]

Such an ambiguous response made everyone think they were collaborating.

Soon, the news of a marriage alliance between the Sterling Family and the Prescott Family spread all over the internet.

The two were voted by netizens as the most compatible golden couple of the year.

Silas Prescott was unaware of this.

Coming out of the meeting room, he was about to catch up with Chloe Nash to bring her to the evening banquet when Stella Sterling stopped him.

Stella Sterling walked up to him with a bright smile.

Affectionately, she said, "Brother Silas, congratulations on the launch of your new project. My father and Uncle Prescott will also attend your evening banquet."

Silas Prescott calmly replied, "There’s no need for others to celebrate my matters."

After saying that, he wanted to leave.

At that moment, someone suddenly pushed Stella Sterling, and she stumbled into Silas Prescott’s arms.

She took the opportunity to wrap her arms around Silas Prescott’s waist, looking at him with seductive eyes.

"Brother Silas, I’m sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose."

Silas Prescott’s eyes were indifferent: "Let go."

Stella Sterling quickly stood up, noticed the lipstick mark on his shirt, and curled her lips with satisfaction.

"Sorry, someone pushed me just now."

Silas Prescott paid her no heed and strode toward Chloe Nash.

Stella Sterling watched his back, a sly smile playing on her lips.

She asked the person behind her, "Did you get it?"

"Yes, the angle’s great, looks like you’re kissing."

The person handed the photo to Stella Sterling.

Indeed, the composition was impeccable.

This photo appeared as if Stella Sterling was leaning into Silas Prescott coyly.

Stella Sterling’s gaze was captured in an ambiguous manner.

Though Silas Prescott’s expression wasn’t visible, it was more than enough.

The atmosphere was palpable.

Stella Sterling smiled and said, "Post this photo on that Weibo post. I want it to explode."

"Okay, Miss Sterling, I’ll take care of it right away."

Chloe Nash was just about to get into the car when her wrist was suddenly grabbed by Silas Prescott.

The man pulled forcefully, drawing her into his embrace.

He looked down at her, "You’re in charge of this project, join me at the banquet later."

Chloe Nash was about to struggle when she saw the lipstick mark on Silas Prescott’s collar.

She didn’t need to think to know whose mark that was.

At the thought of the online posts circulating about Silas Prescott and Stella Sterling, Chloe Nash felt a mix of emotions.

Though she knew the "Sunny" Silas referred to was Sienna Paxton, not Stella Sterling.

Seeing everyone say Stella Sterling and Silas Prescott were a perfect match still stung.

Standing beside Silas Prescott should be someone like Stella Sterling with status and background.

Not an orphaned girl like Sienna Paxton with nothing.

Chloe Nash was grateful she escaped from Silas Prescott’s grasp in time; otherwise, their relationship, if exposed, would surely become a laughingstock.

Not only would Silas Prescott be labeled with a derogatory tag, but she would also be scorned for being ungrateful, desiring the man who raised her.

Chloe Nash quickly pushed Silas Prescott away, her expression indifferent: "I’m going with Caden Sinclair, no need to trouble President Prescott. The one attending the banquet with you shouldn’t be me."

Silas Prescott looked at her in confusion: "If not you, then who? Tonight’s banquet attendees are medical leaders, meeting them would benefit your future."

This banquet, ostensibly for the project, was meant to build Chloe Nash’s connections.

After all, she would need to develop her career here.

Chloe Nash’s lips curved slightly: "I won’t be developing my career here; these connections are useless to me. President Prescott should offer them to someone else."

With that, she ignored Silas Prescott’s protests, opened the car door, and got in.

Caden Sinclair blew a whistle towards Silas Prescott: "President Prescott, we’ll leave first, see you later."

With a roar of the engine, he drove past Silas Prescott, the noise reverberating in Silas Prescott’s head.

He clenched his fist tightly in anger.

He had made it so clear that Sienna Paxton was the light he’d been waiting for.

He even named a robot with her ’San’ character.

Wasn’t Sienna touched at all?

Did she not care about him, walking away with someone else?

Silas Prescott’s fingers ached from how tightly he clenched them.

Owen Paxton approached to comfort him: "President Prescott, perhaps Dr. Nash is upset."

Silas Prescott glared at him coldly: "Shouldn’t I be the one upset?"

Owen Paxton pointed at Silas Prescott’s collar: "You have lipstick there, she likely misunderstood."

Silas Prescott immediately undid his buttons to check, spotting the lipstick mark at once.

He didn’t need to guess how it got there.

He suspected all along that Stella Sterling had ulterior motives for visiting him at the hospital.

Turns out it was a deliberate act.

Silas Prescott quickly opened the car door, removed his shirt, and tossed it in the trash.

Owen Paxton felt a pang of regret.

That shirt cost tens of thousands of dollars just bought, such a waste to discard it.

But he only thought this and didn’t dare voice it.

Owen Paxton handed his phone to Silas Prescott: "President Prescott, Stella Sterling’s English name is also Sunny. She’s using this to create gossip with you online; the internet is buzzing about you two being a perfect match."

Seeing the posts online, Silas Prescott wasn’t angry; he even raised his eyebrows smugly.

Could Sienna’s anger mean she still loves him?