All Chapters of Silent Scars: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

  “I could help you if you want.”Malcolm didn’t reply but she took his silence for a yes. Slowly, she itched closer and placed her palms on his shoulders. She had never massaged a guy’s arms before and now, she was as nervous as ever. Taking a deep breath, she began to knead his shoulders carefully, applying pressure a few times and observing his expression too. From the way he closed his eyes and relaxed against the chair, she knew she was getting it all right and somehow, it made her heart swell but just then, Malcolm tore away from her touch leaving her speechless. What did she do wrong? At first, Malcolm was tempted to refuse her request of massaging him but when he couldn’t make up his mind for long, he felt her palm touch his shoulders and by God, it had taken him a lot of energy not to suck in a deep breath and show her what her touch did to him. He wasn’t going to turn gullible because of a woman. He was s

Malcolm walked straight upstairs in big strides, ignoring the look he got from both Kate and his butler. On reaching their room, he pushed it open and frowned when he found it empty. Her closet was empty too. She wasn’t in Bryan’s room either. This time, his frown deepened. He returned downstairs and summoned Kate.  “Where is Michelle?” He asked gruffly.She looked at him puzzled. “Madam left to see you this morning. When she heard you didn’t have breakfast before leaving, she cooked up something and took it to your office.”His office?! Malcolm was quite surprised, “This happened when?”  “This morning, Master.” She replied.This morning. Why didn’t she bother to call him or had she changed her mind? Quickly, he returned back to his office, and instead of using his elevator, he walked through the front door, making all the people present there to catch their breath.

Michelle paced to and fro, irritating Grace. “Calm down and let me think here, Michelle.”Michelle scoffed, “Calm down? Mother, did you just say calm down? That imbecile is married to Malcolm Knight. Malcolm Knight! Christian broke up with me because of her!”Grace rolled her eyes, “Can you be reasonable for once? Malcolm Knight is married to Michelle Byrne and not Lauren Woods! Can you calm down now and let me think?”  “I want her out of his life. I want my place mother!”Grace snickered, “Says someone who turned down a lifetime opportunity. Lauren wouldn’t be there if you hadn’t turned the marriage offer.”  “How was I supposed to know! I actually thought it was some old skunk. Never in my wildest imagination did I think it was going to be him! Moreover, you and Dad didn’t specify who it was so I think the person to be blamed here is Father!”

Warren sighed for the umpteenth time, watching his wife pace to and fro in front of him. "Stop that, Grace. I'm going to get dizzy if you keep doing that."She finally stopped in front of him, "How can you act so calm when your roof is literally on fire."  "On fire." He replied sarcastically with a scoff.  "Michelle is our daughter. How can you not care?"  "I care, Grace. For God's sake, you know I do. This family means everything to me." Warren said tiredly.  "Then you choose to see your daughter in pains? You and I know being Malcolm's wife is her rightful place yet you let a stranger take that from her!"  "Can you stop it? Just stop it! Lauren is still my daughter too."Grace scoffed, "We had a deal, Warren. You give up on your so called lover and my family help you secure your seat as head of the Byrne family for life. Just because I let you bring in her daughter doesn't mean I am okay with her steali

Warren was ushered into Malcolm's office by his assistant. He had received an email that morning from Knight Conglomerate requesting his presence as soon as he can. At first, he was scared, had Lauren been discovered. Well, good thing he had a backup story to protect him and his family. Lauren was going to face whatever mess she created alone. Entering the office, he found Malcolm standing by the window with his back to the door. Warren wondered how a man could be so terrifying just by looking at his back. The atmosphere in the room was so uncomfortable that Warren prayed he would manage to get out alive. Sitting quietly, he remained still like he was going to be sentenced to death if he moved even an inch.  "I am going to go straight to the point, Mr. Byrne." Malcolm finally spoke up, turning to sit down. He sat down graciously, sizing the man sitting opposite him, "What did you tell my wife yesterday?"Warren quivered slightly. If he wasn't used to facing impos