Neilâs eyes flashed with anger as he asked, âThat Lamborghini belongs to him?!â
It made sense why Curtis could never identify its owner. After he met Chris, Neil had tasked Curtis with investigating him. But apart from details about his life after his debut, they could not uncover much else.
Their investigators had only discovered that Chris had ties to the influential Rios Family in Imperial City. The power structure in that city was even more intricate than the one in Ryoln City, so it was challenging to look into Chris. As a result, Neil decided not to pursue the matter any further.
Silvia was stunned to see Chris as well. After a brief pause, she nonchalantly said, âIt has nothing to do with you, Mr. Remus.â
Then, she hurried toward Chris. Seeing her enter the car without hesitation, intense displeasure seemed to encompass Neil.
âStep on it!â
Silvia seemed perplexed when she got in. âI called Dulcie, so why did you show up instead?â
Chris smiled. âI was having dinner with her tonight. When she received your call, something else also came up, so I made my way over instead.â
Silvia was surprised. When she worked as Chrisâs agent in the past, Dulcie would often visit her. That was how she got to know him over time.
âWhy did you guys decide to have dinner together all of a sudden? Havenât you been very busy recently?â
His eyes lit up with joy, and he playfully said, âHow did you know I was busy? Have you been keeping an eye on me? Do you want me to sign an autograph for you?â
She laughed. âSpeaking of an autograph, you used to have ugly handwriting. If I hadnât helped you with your handwriting practice, you wouldnât have developed such a beautiful autograph.â
Chris recalled the time when they practiced calligraphy together, and a sense of nostalgia washed over him.
âYou didnât help me alone. You helped all the artists under you, and we practiced together back then.â
Back then, Silvia managed several other artists apart from him. She was not satisfied with their handwriting, so she would organize calligraphy practice sessions for them every evening.
Chris wanted to spend more time with her, so he would write poorly on purpose to ensure that he could see her every night.
However, he never revealed this to Silvia.
Mr. Remus, Your Billionaire Wife Wants a Divorce ï¤Chapter 47 She kept quiet for a few seconds, and her smile faded slightly. âDo you still keep in touch with the others?â
âNot much these days.â
At that time, the artists under Silvia had diverse personalities. Without her, their interactions would have been scarce.
Nonetheless, the artists were all doing well now.
She was briefly taken aback when Chris drove her to her mansion in North City. âI donât live here anymore. Let me send you back. Iâll drive home afterward.â
Chris frowned and asked, âYou moved back?â
Silvia nodded. âYeah. My divorce from my husband hasnât been finalized yet.â
He unknowingly tightened his grip on the steering wheel until his knuckles turned pale.
âIf you need help, I canââ
âItâs okay. This is between me and him. I donât want others to get involved.â Silvia interrupted.
Her words hurt him. It seemed that he was merely an outsider to her.
âSilvia, I thought we were friends.â
Hearing the disappointment in his voice, she smiled faintly and said, âItâs because weâre friends that I donât want to burden you with this. Letâs not talk about it. Iâll send you back.â
After she dropped him off at his hotel, Silvia returned to the mansion.
However, she did not realize that after she left, his agent came to drive him back to his mansion in North City.
Chris felt a little down when he saw the dark mansion next to his.
Watch Out, CEO Daddy!
ï¤Chapter 20 The Ugly Lady Strikes Back ï¤Chapter 2514