The Hidden Ace: Empire Of Ash & Gold

4

Silas threw the phone to the side, placing his head back on the chair. He didn’t say a word; it wasn’t what anyone would want to imagine.

“Should I sink them?” Austin muttered; he was looking at his phone.

“You know, it’s one word, and I will make sure that the Forrest family will understand what role you played in their lives.”

Austin was looking at Silas; his face held nothing like a grudge.

“No, leave them.” Silas didn't want anything that would make him even think of Lauren and her family.

“I will let fate handle her, and you know there is no way for her to walk away from it for long.” He had a calm face; it was like he had erased her from his mind.

Austin smiled; he turned to his phone. His brows raised when he looked at what was in front of him.

“Well, if you were not going to do anything, then just know she is about to be hit hard by the Holt family; news spreads fast— even when the Prince of Ash is no longer protecting them.”

Silas rolled his eyes; he looked out the window. “I never liked that name; it itches.”

“So you like your other titles, oh great elusive one; which is it? Hidden Ace, or the Masked Emperor of Sintril.”

“I like neither of them.” Silas quipped.

Austin chuckled; he looked down back to his phone. “Well, it doesn't matter what name you like. You protected them for too long; now they have to face the consequences. The Holts are one rowdy set of people in the underworld.”

“Don't worry, Lauren can handle it. After all, her deadweight is gone.” He said as he looked down at his phone again; this time he saw a message.

“Austin, can you take me to the clinic now?!”

Austin turned to the driver; he tapped him on the shoulder.

“The Clinic on the East of Sintril!”

The driver made a sharp turn as they zoomed off to the clinic. Austin turned to look at Silas as he was fixated on his phone.

“I thought you should be getting ready for the party tonight; why the clinic?”

“Rose messaged me; I will have to deal with two things there.” Silas put his phone into his pocket; slowly, he turned to Austin. “Don't worry, I will be fine. I can't let someone die in that clinic.”

Silas was looking down at his watch, sighing. He looked back up, trying to brace his mind for what was waiting for him.

They got to the clinic, Silas got down, and was about to head in.

Austin poked his head out to say something whilst smiling. “Are you sure you don't want me to handle the Forrest Corporation? You know I could—”

Silas shot a deadly gaze; Austin’s words were cut off, and he didn’t say anything else.

“See you at the party then…”

He said as his driver fired up the engine and drove off, bystanders were looking at them, and they were surprised to see Austin there with someone like Silas.

“Wasn't that the infamous dancing dragon? What is he doing here with someone like this man?”

“Might be doing a favor for someone who knows.”

Silas walked into the clinic; his eyes met those of a blonde lady standing by the door.

“Sir, I am happy you came early.” She walked up to him, a worried expression on her face.

“Rose, please tell me what exactly happened.” Silas asked, not stopping as they made their way into the operating room in the clinic.

“These people, they came and said that they wanted to heal their children. They had a problem; it was hard for any of us to even find out what was going on with them.”

Rose swallowed; she continued. “Mr. Johnson came in and administered a drug to them, and they got worse. He began saying that this clinic wasn't the best thing for them, and they should have been taken to a better hospital. He said, You are nothing but a fraud.”

Silas smiled; they were at the door of the room. “Thank you, Rose, that was all I needed to know.”

He pushed the door open; he could see five people there, two beautiful ladies. One had a wolf cut with brown hair, while the other had long red hair. There were two guards and then Mr. Johnson.

“Oh, he’s here,” Johnson muttered. He rolled his eyes as he turned the other way.

Silas didn't even say a word to the people there; he walked to the children on the stretcher.

‘Twins.’ Silas said as he stretched his hand to examine them; one of the guards held him back.

“Who in the world do you think you are?” The guard said, looking at Silas.

Silas looked at the guard, and he could see the look on his face. “I am the one going to save the children in front of me if you could kindly let go of my hand.”

“What makes you think you can do it?” The girl with the brown haircut spoke up; her voice was uneasy and laced with worry.

Silas turned to her.

“Johnson here said that they would be better off at a hospital.”

“True, they would.” Silas smiled; he then turned back to the children. “That would be if they make it to the hospital alive. I know Johnson is a professional and all, but there are some things men like him can't see.”

“What do you mean, Silas?” Johnson spoke up; he sounded angry about the words Silas used. “I know what I am saying. Those kids would be better off with a real medical professional. That is not a sickness you can cure.”

The brown-haired girl turned to the other one. “Sister, can you hear it? I told you that this place was a bad idea, but you decided to follow Bubba's words and come here.”

The red-haired girl gave her sister a silencing stare. She then turned to Silas.

“Mr. Silas, is it?”

“Yes, Ma’am.” Silas smiled.

“Are you certain you can save them?” The red-haired girl was looking at Silas with a determined look on her face.

“You have my word, and oh, if I do heal him, could you do me a favor and lock that idiot beside you up?” Silas smiled.

Johnson was petrified; he turned to the red-haired lady.

“You have a deal, but if you fail and something happens to them, I will not spare you…”

Silas smiled as he bowed his head. “You have my word.”