NovelApexChapter 765
"What are you doing here, old man?"
Instinctively, Calliope stepped in front of Silas, shielding him. Her eyes were sharp and wary as she glared at
Oliver. "I told you before, Silas isn't going back with you. And I'm not divorcing him, so stop dreaming!"
"Daydreaming all the tisn't good for you," she added with a scoff.
Oliver stared at her for a moment before turning his attention to Silas. "So, you need a woman to protect you
now?"
"My wife wants to protect me, and I'm happy to let her," Silas replied coolly, shooting a glance at Oliver. "Now
get out."
His tone was cold and commanding, making it clear he wasn't pleased to see Oliver in their room.
"I'm not leaving," Oliver said, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. "We need to have a real talk."
"There's nothing for us to discuss," Silas said, his eyes narrowing, his voice now edged with hostility. "I'm not
causing you any trouble, so you'd better behave yourself."
"Or what? You'll destroy everything | have?" Oliver challenged, raising his voice.
"If you don't leave now, Oliver, don't blme for getting rough," Silas warned, his icy stare locked on his father.
"Oh, really? What are you gonna do, hit me?" Oliver scoffed. "I'm your father. Hitting your own dad? That's a big
no-no, son."
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Oliver didn't believe Silas would ever lay a hand on him. He knew his son hated him, but after all these years,
Silas had never actually tried to hurt him. Deep down, he figured it was because he was Silas's father. No real
son would ever go that far.
But Calliope could see it. Silas was well and truly pissed off. His face was twisted with anger, veins bulging on his
clenched fists. His eyes practically shot flames.
Still, he didn't move. Silas wasn't like Oliver. He knew if he lost control, Oliver would only get a sick thrill out of it,
proof that they were cut from the scloth. Silas wasn't about to give him that satisfaction.
He thought, briefly, about asking Calliope to leave so he could deal with Oliver alone.
But before he could say anything, Calliope stepped forward, totally calm. She looked Oliver right in the eye.
"Listen, old man, Silas might not hit you but don't forget about me. | barely know you, so what's stopping me?"
She grinned.
Then, quick as a flash, her hand shot up.
A slim silver needle zipped through the air, hitting Oliver right in the neck.
He realized what happened and yanked the needle out. "What the hell, you little brat!"
He stared at the thin needle, frowning. There was no liquid or anything. Just a needle. He shrugged, convinced it
was nothing.
Looking up at Calliope with a sneer, he said, “You really think something like that can hurt me?"
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He lurched to his feet. His legs moved stiffly, as if controlled by someone else, and he shuffled toward the door.
"What the hell is going on?"
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Right then, Norton and a couple of others rounded the corner. They all stopped,
staring at Oliver, confused by the sight.
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