Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle

"This wasn't my intention, Elliot. You must believe me..." Shirley continued to cry as she grabbed onto my arm.

I pulled away from her, letting her hands fall to the bed beside her and a defeated sob escaped her lips.

"Even so, what makes you think I'd want to take a drug at a business meeting, Shirley?" I asked, shaking my head.

"I thought we could celebrate the new alliances formed last night. The meeting went so well. I miss my old friend; the one who used to go clubbing with me. I just wanted to reminisce and have fun..." Panic consumed me.

Did I really sleep with her last night?

"Silver was here too and she let it happen!" She added quickly.

I froze at her words and narrowed my eyes at her.

"What do you mean Silver was here?"

She sniffled and wiped her tear-filled eyes.

"I believe Beta Leo called her at some point after you started to lose control. She showed up here and she looked frustrated. I offered to take you to the hotel room, and she agreed."

My heart, which was once so full, shattered in a heartbeat.

"Silver let you take me to this room?"

Shirley nodded as more tears filled her eyes.

would sleep. I never anticipated this..."

heard through my ears because the only thing I could

Silver's POV

Wilson asked as

have you

it but didn't take it seriously until I reached

in our new exhibit. Of course, we will pay you a fair price and a healthy compensation for any artwork that we happen to

slid over

list the payments that will be wired to your account for each painting we exhibit along with the percentage of compensation you will receive,"

I could have dreamt. However, I

I took this contract with me, Mr. Wilson? I'd like my

puzzled but he

want you to sign anything that makes

politely

appreciate your understanding," I told him as I tucked

of the gallery. Almost immediately my phone started to ring. When I glanced at the screen I smiled at Elliot's name, then my cheeks flushed when I remembered the night

answer button and pressed the

"Hello?"

now?" He asked, his voice

got finished with a meeting," I told him, my brows furrowed.

the

not remember our night last night? A ping of hurt surfaced in