Entangled in the Night: Unable to Escape Him-Chapter 144: The Light of My Life Is Sienna Paxton

Chapter 144: Chapter 144: The Light of My Life Is Sienna Paxton

Seeing his reaction, Owen Paxton was somewhat surprised: "President Prescott, should we take down the trending topic?"

Silas Prescott had a gloomy smile on his lips: "No need for now, if they want to play, I’ll play along with them for a while and see who can outplay whom."

Many big names in the medical field and investors from major powerful families attended the gala dinner.

Silas Prescott’s project caught the attention of many people.

If the project succeeds, the future prospects are immeasurable, and everyone wants a piece of the pie.

Seeing Silas Prescott, like a favored child of the heavens, surrounded by people, conversing with them in a warm and genteel manner.

Such an outstanding man, how could she let others take him away.

Stella Sterling’s eyes revealed a hint of scheming.

A friend came over to her and said, "Stella, the post about you and President Prescott on Weibo has exploded, now the entire internet is shipping you two as a couple, and there’s no response from Silas Prescott’s side. Doesn’t this mean he’s accepted you?"

Stella Sterling tossed her hair arrogantly, "Silas Prescott isn’t a fool; an alliance with me is his best choice. Neither Sienna Paxton nor Chloe Nash can compare to me.

Go prepare; I’m going to perform a piece here later, dedicated to Silas Prescott, under the name Sunny, to cement this matter."

"Alright, I’ll go get ready now."

Stella Sterling walked over to Henry Prescott with a smile: "Uncle Prescott, Brother Silas’s achievements today are all thanks to you. Without your careful nurturing, there wouldn’t be the Silas Prescott we see now. I toast to you, wishing Brother Silas’s project success soon."

Hearing this, Henry Prescott laughed heartily.

He looked at Mr. Sterling beside him and said: "I’ve nurtured a great son, and you’ve raised a wonderful daughter. If our two families unite by marriage, it would be unmatched, and today I officially announce that the Prescott and Sterling families are about to be united in marriage. I’ll find a good date to set their marriage."

Upon hearing this, Stella Sterling was so excited she didn’t know what to do.

She pretended to smile shyly: "I’ll let Uncle Prescott handle everything."

Mr. Sterling looked worriedly at Henry Prescott: "Silas has never agreed to this marriage; is it not a bit inappropriate for you to do this?"

"What could be inappropriate? Family decisions about marriage are always made by the parents. The online post is so popular, and Silas hasn’t done anything, doesn’t that mean he tacitly agrees?"

Mrs. Sterling eagerly raised her glass: "Then we’ll wait for the Prescott family to come with a proposal."

Everyone toasted in celebration.

Someone came over to compliment: "Congratulations in advance to the Prescott family for gaining such a wonderful daughter-in-law, and to the Sterling family for winning such an excellent son-in-law."

The atmosphere was harmonious, with continuous blessings.

Chloe Nash had just emerged from the restroom and witnessed this scene.

She felt a mix of emotions she couldn’t quite articulate.

If Silas Prescott could marry Stella Sterling, he wouldn’t bother her anymore.

In that case, she wouldn’t have to hide and avoid him.

But the thought of Silas Prescott being with another woman brought a faint, stabbing pain in her heart.

The person she liked since her girlhood was finally going to become someone else’s husband.

Chloe Nash’s smile was bitter as she quickly tried to walk past them.

However, she hadn’t taken many steps when she heard Stella Sterling call her, "Dr. Nash."

Chloe Nash stopped and looked back at her with an indifferent expression: "Miss Sterling, what can I do for you?"

Stella Sterling walked over to her with a smile: "You just heard, Brother Silas and I are getting married, and I’m soon to become Julian Prescott’s mother, so you, as the fake mom, should step aside. Please don’t appear in front of Julian Prescott anymore in the future."

Chloe Nash chuckled softly: "I was invited by Silas Prescott to stay with Julian Prescott for his treatment. If I’m no longer needed, it should be him telling me, not you."

"I’m now his fiancée; what I mean is what he means," Stella Sterling arrogantly raised her chin slightly.

She didn’t believe she, the Sterling family’s eldest daughter, couldn’t compare with Chloe Nash, this unknown small-time doctor. Besides, Chloe was a married woman.

Chloe Nash wasn’t intimidated by her demeanor; instead, she remained calm.

"Then wait until Silas Prescott acknowledges this marriage before telling me."

Seeing her unimpressed, Stella Sterling snorted coldly, "Whether he acknowledges it or not, I will be with him. Brother Silas is the head of the Prescott family. His wife can only be someone like me from a prestigious family. Neither you nor Sienna Paxton even has the qualification to set foot in the Prescott family."

Seeing the two arguing, Henry Prescott came over, his expression stern as he looked at Chloe Nash: "Stella is right. Not just anyone can become the future lady of the Prescott family. I hope Dr. Nash won’t embarrass herself like Sienna Paxton did years ago."

Hearing those words, memories of what Henry Prescott had said to Sienna Paxton came flooding back to Chloe Nash.

She clenched her fist tightly, but her face remained expressionless: "Not everyone is interested in becoming the Prescott family’s lady, Mr. Prescott. I’m married, and we are very much in love. I’ve never had any interest in your son, and I think the same goes for Sienna Paxton. If she really wanted to be that lady, she wouldn’t have avoided him for so many years despite him looking for her. The prized position in the Prescott family isn’t something everyone desires."

After finishing, she turned away without hesitation.

Watching her back, Stella Sterling stomped her foot in anger: "Uncle Prescott, she dared talk to you like that, doesn’t she consider you an elder?"

Henry Prescott huffed in anger: "People without manners, how can they compare to you? Silas is over there; go talk to him, build feelings, don’t let someone take advantage."

"Alright, I’ll go right now."

Stella Sterling, holding a wine glass, approached Silas Prescott.

She smiled and said, "Brother Silas, to celebrate the launch of your new project, I’d like to play you a song."

Silas Prescott did not object but looked at her with an indifferent gaze: "Thank you, Miss Sterling."

The host’s voice came over the stage: "Now, let’s welcome the cello prodigy Miss Sunny to perform ’Across the River’ for us, everyone, please welcome her."

The audience burst into applause and murmurs.

"One publicly announces their new project called Sunny, the other performs ’Across the River’ in public; their covert interactions make them seem like a perfect pair."

"Both have equally prestigious backgrounds and are highly capable; this is a powerhouse combination, with a bright future."

Hearing these whispers, Stella Sterling’s lips curled up in satisfaction.

She took the stage in a black evening gown, seated, and began to perform passionately.

Once the piece ended, the audience erupted in enthusiastic applause.

Stella Sterling stood, her expression gentle as she bowed to the audience: "Thank you all for your support. Just like the lyrics say, I would go upstream to be by your side, no matter how long the road."

As she spoke, her eyes looked affectionately at Silas Prescott, and anyone could hear that it was a covert confession.

Someone in the crowd shouted: "Together, together."

Henry Prescott leaned over to Silas Prescott’s ear and reminded him: "Stella said that much, what are you just standing here for? Be a man."

Silas Prescott’s eyes looked at him indifferently: "What do you want me to do?"

"Of course, interact with Stella and make this alliance a reality. With Sterling’s support, those old foxes at the Prescott family won’t dare do much against you. Go on."

"You asked me to go if you regret it, it’s on you."

"I’m more than happy, just go."

Henry Prescott pushed Silas Prescott’s shoulder.

Under everyone’s gaze, Silas Prescott walked onstage, and everyone began cheering.

Seeing Silas Prescott come on stage, Stella Sterling was so excited she didn’t know what to do.

Silas Prescott didn’t take down the trending topic, accepted her performance, and now came on stage to interact with her in front of everyone; this was obvious proof that he agreed to the alliance.

As she considered this possibility, Stella Sterling smiled and walked over to Silas Prescott, her voice soft as she called: "Brother Silas."

Silas Prescott nodded slightly: "Miss Sterling, thank you for your hard work. May I use the microphone?"

With trembling hands, Stella Sterling handed over the microphone, expecting the moment of happiness to arrive.

As long as Silas Prescott acknowledged this marriage, she would have the right to drive away Chloe Nash, regain Julian Prescott, and take the place as the lady of the Prescott family.

Thinking of this, even the strands of Stella Sterling’s hair exuded excitement.

Silas Prescott took the microphone, courteously bowing to the audience.

His voice was gentle: "I sincerely thank Miss Sterling for her performance, providing us all with a musical feast. At the same time, I hope Miss Sterling will soon find the person she wishes to be beside."

Listening to these words, Stella Sterling, still in a state of excitement, abruptly widened her eyes.

What did Silas Prescott mean by those words?

The person she wanted to be beside was him, wasn’t it?

Before she could react, Silas Prescott’s voice came again in her ears.

"I’d like to make a formal announcement: the light in my life is not Miss Sterling, but Sienna Paxton."