Chapter 3 Is He Silas

Luna rubbed her forehead as she went downstairs, her face expressionless.

She spotted Jake, smiling and nodding at a man standing opposite the sofa.

Lucy hurried over to her and grabbed her arm as she said anxiously, "You're late, Luna. Mr. He has sent a driver to pick you up."

It was only then that Luna came to her senses.

That was weird. Why would Silas send a driver to pick her up? It didn't make sense.

Luna was still in a daze as she followed Jake, Lucy, and Nina into the car.

It was a three-hour drive to the resort in the southern suburbs, and Luna fully intended to make the most of it. She leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes.

When she next opened them, the car had stopped in front of a European-style villa at the top of a mountain.

She pursed her lips as she got out of the car and followed the others through the gate.

An elegant strain of piano music reached her ears through the door along with genial laughter of men and women enjoying themselves. She frowned before she rearranged her features into a serene facade.

The moment they entered the party, Jake, Lucy, and Nina went around, hobnobbing with the hotshots.

Luna settled down on a sofa in a corner of the hall, a glass of red wine in hand.

She watched people raise their glasses at each other, more frequently than she could stomach, and wrinkled her nose at the two-facedness of it all, her lips curling in disgust.

Out of habit, she looked around at the interiors, and her eyebrows shot up in surprise.

They were exquisite and elegant, and there were antiques everywhere she looked. Even the table in front of her was made of red sandalwood.

The He family ranked first among the top four clans in S Province, and had deep pockets.

No wonder Nina wanted to marry Randal He and be allowed into the He family.

After all, compared with the playboy that Silas was, Randal, who was likely to inherit the family property, was indeed the better choice.

Luna sneered as she looked around idly.

There were at least a hundred guests at this party, more than she had expected.

"Mr. Randal is here!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed excitedly.

Luna stood up subconsciously, smoothing her dress as she craned her neck to look at the door, which seemed to open in slow motion.

But when it did, she was surprised to see two men entering the hall.

The familiar face behind the strange man in front shocked her.

'Why is that bodyguard following Randal?'

The party erupted at the appearance of these men.

All the men present seemed to move closer to Randal without appearing to do so, and the women swarmed around the bodyguard with undisguised enthusiasm.

Luna looked on, her jaw dropping open.

This proved yet again that this was a world where appearance took precedence over virtue.

"Who is the super handsome man behind Mr. Randal?"

"Oh my God, you don't know him? That is Mr. Silas, Mr. Randal's elder brother!"

"What? That is Silas? The Silas who dates countless beautiful women?"

"Yes! His reputation is that of a wastrel, but he really is a handsome man!"

Luna overheard the women talking, and all color drained from her face.

'He is... Silas?

He is Silas!'

No wonder he had called her by name the other night. No wonder he had asked her why she had been hiding in the bathroom. No wonder he had chuckled when she had challenged him.

'Why did he let me go so easily?

Besides, since he was Silas, then who was the person in the bedroom having sex with the woman that night?'

Luna looked Silas up and down.

The man was dressed in a handmade navy blue suit over a white shirt buttoned up to his throat. The straight pants showed off his particularly long legs.

He looked both chaste and sexy with his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs.

He raised his dark brown eyes to glance at the crowd. His bearing seemed to overwhelm the people, Randal included.

And then, his lips curled, an evil smile lighting up his handsome face.

The smile caused hormones to surge, and all the women in the room blushed to their roots.

Luna had never been seduced by men, but she felt her heart skip a beat. Butterflies raided her stomach and her palms became sweaty, slipping on the wineglass.

When she came to herself, she saw Silas making his way over to her.

She squinted and turned around, hurrying into the crowd and trying to blend in.

Little did she know that Silas had spotted her the moment he had entered the hall.

That was not surprising.

The hall was full of people toasting each other and laughing. Luna was the only one sitting in a corner, looking comfortable in her solitude.

'She is... quite special!'

The white lace at the back of her dress drew him in even further. It looked like his fiancee was dexterous.

"May I have the honor of getting you a drink?"

A voice sounded before Luna had even recovered from the shock of seeing Silas.

She looked up to find a well-dressed young man standing in front of her. If it weren't for the frivolous look in the glinting eyes behind his glasses, Luna would have been deceived by his appearance.

The man raised a glass and looked lasciviously at her breasts and slender waist.

Her instincts kicked in and she took a step back.

The man noticed her action and grinned evilly. "Are you refusing me, lovely lady?"

Luna's eyes were fearful and they now roamed the hall. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Silas making his way over to them. She fixed her gaze on Silas, trying to convey to him that she needed help.

Silas smiled at her and nodded.

Luna didn't know why he would help her, but she was, nevertheless, relieved.

But then she saw him turn around and walk away.

He approached a woman close by and said something to her, causing her to laugh.

Luna was speechless.

Ugh! Of course! She knew this would happen. She shouldn't have believed him.

When Silas glanced sideways at Luna and saw the stunned expression on her face, amusement lit up his face.

The tinkle of wineglasses caught her attention.

She raised the glass in her hand and sipped perfunctorily on her drink.

"This is my card. May I invite you to dinner tomorrow?" The man pulled out a business card and handed it to her, still with a frivolous look.

"I'm really sorry but I can't. I have important business tomorrow."

Luna said, not wanting to talk to him anymore. But she took the business card and slipped it into her bag. She then turned around and made to leave.

The man's eyes narrowed and he grabbed her wrist. "Miss, why are you in such a hurry? You can always find some time to have dinner with me. How about the day after tomorrow?"

"Royal, what are you doing?" A woman's sharp voice sounded from behind them.