Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands (Emma Tibarn) novel Chapter 300

**When She Opened the Door to the Life She Was Afraid to Live by Nora Vale Kingsley**
**Chapter 300: The Cores of Affection**

“Silas, how much longer do you think this will take?” Emma inquired, her voice laced with a blend of impatience and curiosity as she approached him. Her eyes fell upon the lightcore screen illuminating the dim room, a soft glow that contrasted with the shadows around them.

On the screen, an open chat window displayed an ongoing conversation between Silas and an unknown user, the words scrolling by like an endless stream of thoughts. Emma couldn’t help but glance over the exchange, her heart warming at the sight of Silas earnestly offering guidance to the stranger.

A playful smirk danced across her lips as she raised an eyebrow, her amusement evident. “Is this person your friend?”

Ah, classic Silas—always the guiding light for others, as if he were penning a self-help manual for the lost souls of the lightcore world.

“No,” he replied, shaking his head with a hint of bemusement. “He’s just some anonymous user on the lightcore.”

As he spoke, he navigated back to the original post that had sparked this entire dialogue, turning the screen toward her. Emma recognized it immediately; she had stumbled upon that post before, a fleeting moment that now seemed to carry more weight.

A flicker of curiosity ignited within her. “Silas, are you sure you’re not running low on beast cores or something?”

His laughter filled the air, warm and rich, as he brushed a stray hair from her face.

“No, Emma. Why would you even think that?”

Remy, their small creature companion, was nestled comfortably atop Silas’s head, blissfully unaware of the world around him. Seizing the moment, Silas gently pulled Emma into his embrace, settling her snugly on his lap. His fingers began to trace delicate circles along her waist, sending a ripple of warmth through her.

Emma wrapped her arms around his neck, her curiosity still piqued. “If you’re not short on beast cores, then what’s the reason for taking on a task like this?”

She couldn’t fathom why he would choose to add more to his already overflowing plate of responsibilities.

Silas chuckled softly, his breath warm against her ear. “Corvin wants those two Rank 10 beast cores. I’m just lending him a hand.”

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He didn’t share with her the secret that Corvin was covertly assembling a mech squad for her—a surprise that was not his to reveal.

The moment she heard Corvin’s name, a wave of relief washed over Emma. “If Corvin’s asking for beast cores, then he’s definitely building mechs.”

With a smile that blossed on her face, she leaned forward and planted a quick kiss on Silas’s cheek, her heart fluttering at the intimacy of the gesture. She then reached into her storage band, retrieving several Rank 10 beast cores and placing them neatly on his desk, their surfaces glimmering in the light.

Leaning closer, she playfully nipped at his ear, her voice a teasing whisper. “These were gifts from the Elders of Drakonid to thank me for soothing Drake. Keep them. And if it’s not enough, just let me know.”

Emma was no longer the impoverished girl she once was, struggling to make ends meet.

With Lucien, Silas, and the others having entrusted her with all their assets, she had found herself in possession of an astounding wealth—far too much for one person to manage alone.

In the end, she decided that each of them should oversee their own holdings. Every month, star coins flowed into her account like a river, and she set up an automatic transfer, ensuring that more than half would return to them.

She was acutely aware that Lucien and the others had people depending on them; star coins were a necessity in their world.

As for the beast cores, they were stacked high in the warehouse at home, and she had long since told them to take whatever they required.

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