The next moment, a voice from outside reached everyone's ears. "Mr. Holt Senior, I apologize for the abrupt visit. It's Silas."

Ernest glanced at Jairo.

"Aren't you familiar with Silas? Why all that fuss?"

Jairo smiled wryly. He just wanted to be certain. He muttered as he headed for the door, "Silas always has to make an entrance, doesn't he?"

Realizing it was a false alarm, Felix left the table. Despite everything, Silas was a senior who had even saved him once, so proper etiquette was necessary.

It was normal for someone of Ernest's status to know Silas.

When Silas entered and saw Felix, a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes visible beneath his mask.

"How would you have time to visit an old man like me? Have you eaten? Come and join us."

Only after Ernest spoke did Silas reply, saying, "I've already eaten. I came to discuss something with you, Mr. Holt Senior. Is it a good time?"

"Let's go."

The two went upstairs, and Sherlyn called Felix back to continue eating.

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