JADE's POV
I tightened my fingers around Silas’s hand, pulling him with all my strength away from Chris.
"Such a delightful conversation, Chris," I said with an edge of sarcasm in my voice. Despite the fury radiating from him, Silas followed me, his jaw set and shoulders tense. He didn’t even try to mask his anger. As we approached the bar, he grabbed a glass of whatever was closest, barely looking at it before downing the contents in one long gulp.
"Who the h**l does that i***t think he is, making those ridiculous jokes?" he growled, already reaching for another glass. I grabbed his hand before he could.
“That’s enough. You can’t lose control here over something so petty. Remember why we’re here, Silas. You’re representing your family tonight, whether or not you work at the company.”
