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Seeing Sebastian’s dark expression, Yvonne couldn’t help but tremble.

Although her brother could be harsh with her, she knew he didn’t really mean it. However, this time, she could see a genuine warning in his eyes.

She did not dare to

speak, and she felt a chill down her spine.

Sebastian went back to the bed and sat down. He said coldly, “You can only be siblings if you’re related by blood.”

Theodore wanted to be Rosalie’s brother, but their relationship was a mess. After their divorce, Theodore still wanted to be her brother- which was plain ridiculous.

That man was just a coward. He lacked the courage to be Rosalie’s husband, but he was unwilling to let go, so he thought of staying on as her brother.

What a greedy and shameless man! Sebastian would never be as weak as Theodore. He didn’t want to be Rosalie’s brother–he refused! He wanted a genuine relationship, and not a fake one.

Suddenly, Yvonne realized why Sebastian had such a strong reaction when she said that he could be Rosalie’s brother.

Of course he didn’t want to be her brother! Clearly, he wanted to be

her lover.

She slapped her forehead.

“Oh, Seb, I’m so stupid. I get it now! You’re right. How could you be her brother? If you really became her brother, it’d make things harder for you in the future. I’m sorry, it’s my fault.”

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Yvonne bowed to him, as if he were a king.

“I’ll get going now, Seb.”

Since she had come over for help–which she had gotten–there was

no need to stay here and put up with his bad mood.

Yvonne had just reached the door when Sebastian thought of something. “Wait.”

She halted in her steps and turned around. “Is there something else?”

Had she done something wrong again?

Sebastian beckoned her over with his finger. “Come here.”

“Why?”

“Just come over,” he said impatiently.

Yvonne walked closer to him, albeit reluctantly.

Sebastian picked up the phone from the bedside, scrolled through it, and handed it to her. “Look at my last sentence. Is there anything. wrong with it?”

Feeling confused, Yvonne took his phone. She looked at the screen, which was displaying the end of his conversation with Rosalie.

‘I think you’re that kind of adorable woman.‘

‘I’m a little tired, I’ll go to bed first. Goodbye.”

‘Goodnight.‘

Yvonne scrolled up to read the earlier messages, but Sebastian swiftly took the phone back. “Don’t look at the previous messages.”

“Why? I haven’t finished reading yet.

“You don’t need to. Do you think there’s anything wrong with what I

said at the end?”

Last night, after he finished chatting with Rosalie, he felt something was off. He thought he had scared Rosalie away, but he couldn’t be

sure.

He had wanted to send her another message to ask if she was alright, but he didn’t want to disturb her rest

“Since you’re asking me, you must have sensed that something was off yourself. Why did you even need to ask?”

“Look, I’m asking you. Don’t answer with another question,” Sebastian snapped coldly. “Just tell me if there’s a problem with what I said or

not.”

“There is.”

Yvonne cleared her throat, and started to explain.

“And it’s a big problem, too. After you said she was adorable, she obviously got flustered and quickly said that she’s going to bed. The conversation ended there. You could have just said goodnight, but then you sent a sticker. Not just that, but the sticker has the words love you‘ on it. You’re confessing your love for her too openly!”

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breaking up with a man. From what Sebastian knew, she would be wary of starting another relationship after being hurt. The more a man pursued her, the more she would retreat.

“Are you asking me?” Yvonne pointed to herself.

Sebastian nodded. “You said you’d be willing to do anything for me, didn’t you? So now, pretend you’re Rosalie.”

Sebastian was usually decisive and insightful, but when it came to Rosalie, he was a bit lost.

“Let me think…”

Yvonne rubbed her chin.

“I’d immediately message you and ask if you love me. If you do, then I’d get together with you. You’re Sebastian Carter, after all. You’re wealthy, handsome, and well–built. I’d immediately…”

“Yvonne!” Sebastian interrupted her. “I’m serious! Don’t fool around.”

Yvonne pursed her lips.

“Fine! I think you should observe her for a few days. Don’t contact her during this time, and see if she initiates contact with you. If she does, it means she didn’t take the sticker to heart, or you didn’t scare her. But if she only responds when you contact her, it means you messed up. The sticker might have frightened her.”

Sebastian frowned. “Yvonne, are you being serious right now?”

“Yeah, I am! Didn’t you want my opinion? I’m a girl too. Although my personality is different from Rosalie’s, we’re still girls.”

“But she rarely texts me first. I’m the one who reaches out to her all the time. What if she never texts me? Even if I didn’t send that sticker,

she might not text me first.”

“Wow, Seb, I didn’t know you were such a simp!” Yvonne exclaimed.

Sebastian frowned. “Watch what you say!”

Hearing that, she trembled in fright.

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Yvonne pursed her lips.

“Well, in that case… There’s a high chance she doesn’t like you. If you didn’t scare her away and she still can’t be bothered to text you, then now that you’ve scared her, she’ll be even less likely to text you. The best thing to do now is to send her a message and see what she says. I’ll help you figure out the situation.”

Sebastian looked at the time. “It’s too early now. She’s probably still

in bed.”

He didn’t think about it before sending that sticker last night, and now, he was feeling uneasy.

He was scared Rosalie might hate him if she knew his intentions. It would be worse if she thought he was taking advantage of her vulnerability, and giving her pressure when she was feeling sad.

“My, aren’t you considerate.” Yvonne sat on his bed. “What about I call her now and sound her out for you?”

“Right now?”

“Yeah, I’m her sister now. It’s normal if I call her now and ask her if she wants to have breakfast with me. I’m a girl, so If I ask her, she’ll definitely be more willing to respond.”

Sebastian touched his nose gently, embarrassed.

“Just… Don’t be too obvious, and don’t mention me immediately. Start with some small talk and then hint at her subtly… You know what I mean?”

“Okay, okay,” Yvonne interrupted him. “I know what you mean. I’m not that stupid! I won’t shift the topic from the weather to you so

abruptly. I won’t be that dumb and expose you.”

Sebastian nodded. “Give it a try. You’ll be rewarded if you do well.”

Meanwhile, Rosalie was sound asleep.

She shifted slightly. She was lying on her side, her head buried in Theodore chest, while her neck rested on his arm.

Her head was on the pillow, so her neck wasn’t pressed against his arm. There was some space for his arm to move.

However, he didn’t move and just stayed like that.

He had been awake for a while, probably over an hour. The sky was dark when he woke up.

Seeing Rosalie lying beside him and sleeping peacefully, he thought he was dreaming until he noticed her scent. For the first time in a long while, he felt happy.

He stared at her for over an hour, as if he couldn’t get enough.

Sometimes, he felt that he was really despicable.

When Rosalie was still his wife and he had her completely, he always found reasons to be busy. When he was away, she would patiently wait for him to come home.

Now that they were divorced, he felt like he had plenty of time and hoped she would always be by his side–but she wasn’t anymore.

No wonder she often got angry with him. He was so unpredictable! He deserved it.

Theodore cautiously leaned in. His lips were only a fraction of a millimeter away from Rosalie’s.

Hearing her steady breathing, he felt unusually reassured. He raised his hand, and gently touched her hair. He didn’t dare to apply any

pressure, as he was afraid of waking with his fingers.

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Rosalie was so beautiful.

There was gentleness in Theodore’s eyes, but at the same time, there was also a hint of regret.

His fingers hovered over her eyebrows, and he gently traced along their curves in the air. Then, he traced the shape of her eyes, as if caressing her. He never touched her, to avoid waking her.

Rose was so gorgeous, and so kind. She genuinely cared about everyone around her. Now that she was single again, many men would fight to pursue a woman like her. Not to mention, she was

was also

rich.

Theodore then thought of Sebastian

He saw Sebastian as an enemy, but this was also a form of acknowledgment. He acknowledged that Sebastian wasn’t half bad.

A man who could make Theodore feel threatened was surely extraordinary, because the average Joe wouldn’t be able to make him feel that way.

If Sebastian really liked Rosalie, and started to pursued her…

Theodore didn’t dare to think further. What if Rosalie and Sebastian

got together, and they were happy?

He thought that he was really selfish. He didn’t want Sebastian to treat Rosalie well, and he didn’t want Rosalie to find happiness with Sebastian. The better Sebastian treated her, the more it would make him look like a scoundrel.

Theodore was clear about many things, but his actions weren’t

aligned. One’s head and heart were often at odds, which led to

mistakes being made continuously,

Just then, Theodore noticed something from the corner of his eye.

Not far away, Rosalie’s phone screen lit up. Someone must be calling her, but she had switched it to silent mode last night.

Theodore glanced at Rosalie. She was still sleeping soundly.

Who would call her so early?

Theodore removed his arm from under her neck carefully, and tiptoed out of bed.

The pain in his back still lingered. It was a dull ache that intensified. even with the slightest movements.

He endured the pain, and walked to her phone. It was an unsaved contact.

Theodore picked up the phone, and walked out of the room. “Hello.”

On the other end, Yvonne and Sebastian were both stunned to hear a man’s voice. Why was a man answering Rosalie’s phone so early in the morning?

Sebastian recognized the voice, and he frowned instantly.

He was about to open his mouth, but then he thought of something. He gave Yvonne a look, gesturing for her to talk.

Yvonne regained her senses, and immediately asked, “Is this Rose’s phone?”

Hearing that it was a woman on the other end, Theodore felt relieved. ” Yes. Who’s this?”

Could it be her friend Stephanie? But the girl on the phone didn’t sound like Stephanie.

“I’m her friend,” Yvonne said. “Why didn’t she pick up the call?”

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“She’s sleeping. She’s tired from last night,” Theodore said, being

vague on purpose.

Yvonne was startled. “Where is she?”

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“Of course, she’s here with me,” Theodore replied coldly. “Is there any reason you called? Just tell me, and I’ll pass your message to her when she wakes up.”

“Who are you?” Yvonne asked in surprise. “Why did you spend the night with Rose?”

“I’m her husband. Is it strange for me to spend the night with her?” Theodore replied.

Yvonne was rendered speechless.

“Why don’t you call her back later? We slept late last night, and she’s very tired,” Theodore said, and he hung up right after.

Staring at Rosalie’s phone, he chuckled in self derision.

What the hell was wrong with him?! Why did he want to tell everyone that he was still Rosalie’s husband, when he clearly wasn’t anymore?

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He thought, ‘I’m getting more and more childish. Even though we’re divorced, I still want to fight for candy like a child. I still want everyone to know that although I already gave up the candy, it’s still mine and I can choose to eat it if I want to. Not just that, but I’m also

domineering.‘

Meanwhile, Yvonne stuffed her phone back into her pocket, and

scratched her head in confusion.

“Seb, isn’t Rose already divorced? Why did she still spend the night with her husband? He answered her phone so early in the morning. It’s obvious they slept…together.”

Yvonne became increasingly anxious as she spoke, mainly because of Sebastian’s expression.

Sebastian was already dressed by then. He was wearing white casual clothes, and the color was a stark contrast to his darkened face.

“You should go back, Yvonne,” he said.

He didn’t seem angry or furious; no, it was more complicated and terrifying than that. It made Yvonne terribly uneasy.

Normally, she could joke around and tease her brother–but right now, she didn’t dare to do that.

The woman Sebastian liked was sleeping with another man. If she acted out now, she would definitely get a lecture.

“Then I’ll go first, but remember, Seb. I’m always on your side. Love you!” She made a heart gesture with her fingers, and exited the room carefully.

Sebastian went to the bathroom, and left the house after freshening

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He drove aimlessly. He should be going to the company, but he had already passed it, and his speed was increasing too..

How did Rosalie end up with Theodore again? Weren’t they already

divorced?

Theodore had hurt her so deeply. After finally leaving him, why did she. willingly go back to him and sleep with him?

Sebastian was puzzled. ‘Why, Rosalie? Even if you still love him, you shouldn’t degrade or destroy yourself like this!‘

Sebastian was furious. This was the first time he was angry with Rosalie. He even wanted to go to her right now, and demand an -explanation from her.

Unfortunately, he didn’t have the right to do so. The only thing he could do was floor the accelerator and drive on.

“No…!”

Rosalie suddenly opened her eyes, beads of sweat trickling down her forehead. She sat up from the bed, and clutched her racing heart.

The bathroom door opened, and Theodore walked out.

“What’s wrong, Rose?”

He approached her anxiously. He sat on the edge of the bed, and reached out to touch her forehead. Feeling the sweat, he immediately used his hand to wipe it away.

“What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?”

He noticed her pale face.

Rosalie forced a smile. “Yes, I had a nightmare.”

“What did you dream about? You were so acared,” he said.

“…”

She had dreamed that Sebastian had died.

Rosalie shook her head violently. It was just a nightmare; it probably wouldn’t happen in real life.

“What was the dream about?” Theodore pressed..

Rosalie made up a lie on the spot. I was scared, because someone was chasing me in my dream.”

She didn’t mention Sebastian, in order to avoid making Theodore. angry again.

“Don’t be scared,” Theodore said, holding her hand. “I’ll help your chase those bad guys away.”

Rosalie burst out laughing. “What if you’re the bad guy?”

Theodore’s face stiffened. “Do you mean to tell me that I was the bad guy who chased you in your nightmare?”

Rosalie, wanting to tease him, nodded. “Yes. You were chasing after me with a knife, wanting to kill me. I was so frightened.”

Theodore’s face turned cold, and he stood up. “Looks like I didn’t chase you hard enough. I would’ve chopped you to pieces straight away.”

It was bad enough she had a nightmare. To think she even dreamt of him as a bad guy who wanted to kill her! How terrible was he in her eyes?

Then, he was reminded of how she thought he would throw her down the stairs last time.

Ridiculous!

He didn’t dare to continue thinking about how tarnished his image

was in her eyes.

Perhaps her impression of him had sunk so low–beyond even the deepest valley, deep in the crevices of the earth, close to its core.

Rosalie rubbed her eyes. “Are you angry at me? It’s just a dream. Why are you being so petty?”

“I…” Theodore was annoyed.

“Dreams are just filled with nonsense from everywhere,” Rosalie

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said. She didn’t think much of it.

“What one thinks about during the day is what one dreams about at night. You think I want to kill you, so you dreamt that. You thought I wanted to throw you down the stairs last time. It’s not a stretch for you to dream of that,” Theodore said, clearly upset.

Rosalie forced a smile.

“Yeah,” she conceded.

The thought of what happened before made her slightly awkward. However, it didn’t change the fact that it was true. Theodore’s expression at that time was horrifying, and she had indeed been. frightened.

Yet now, it seemed as though Theodore was angry at her line of thought at that time.

Theodore was about to reply to Rosalie’s acknowledgement, but she spoke first.

“I’m hungry. I’m going to wash up and head down for breakfast.”

“I’m so angry, I’ve lost my appetite,” Theodore said, looking displeased.

He was behaving just like a child, throwing a temper tantrum and waiting for someone to coax him out of it.

Rosalie shook her head helplessly. She pulled the sheets away, and sat on the bedside. Thinking about how she shared the same bed. with Theodore last night left her reeling.

Why were things getting stranger by the minute?

Theodore was just like a child. When he was deep in his dreams last night, he looked just like a helpless, flailing little boy. Her motherly instincts kicked in hard.

She couldn’t bring herself to get angry at Theodore when he was like. that. That was especially so, since she was a mother now.

“Alright. I understand that you want to be angry at me, but you still have to eat. I’m hungry right now,” she said.

Theodore turned his face away; upon hearing that she was hungry, hist stance softened, and he glanced at her stomach.

“Is that so? How hungry are you?”

“Starving,” Rosalie said, throwing him a pitiful glance.

“Let me have a touch and see if you’re starving.”

Theodore reached out for her stomach. Rosalie’s heart leapt, and she hurriedly pushed his hand away.

She was already three months pregnant. There was every possibility that he might sense something amiss if he touched her stomach. Although her baby bump was still not obvious, there was a bump. there alright.

Theodore furrowed his brows at her reaction. “What’s the matter?”

Rosalie, in a bid to erase his suspicions, said awkwardly, “We’re already divorced. Don’t be so touchy with me.”

“We shared the same bed last night. What’s wrong with me touching your stomach?”

He thought she was acting strange, as if she was hiding something from him.

Rosalie pulled her hand back from her stomach, trying her best not to look suspicious. With a forced smile, she said, “I’m just ticklish.”

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Rosalie slid her phone back into her pocket and headed downstairs to the dining hall, where she found Theodore.

Thinking about Sebastian, Rosalie suddenly lost her appetite. Still, she sat down at the table anyway.

Breakfast was a sumptuous spread

“Why is there so much food?” she asked.

“Didn’t you say that you’re hungry? Eat more,” Theodore said, serving her some eggs.

“I’ll just have some oats.“

Rosalie scooped a bowl of oats for herself and started eating. She clearly looked distracted, as if there was something on her mind.

Theodore sensed something amiss with her. “What’s the matter?”

Rosalie shook her head. “I’m fine. Let’s have breakfast.”

After they finished their breakfast in silence, Rosalie changed Theodore’s bandages. His wounds looked better than they did

yesterday.

“Why don’t you get some rest? I’ll head off first. I think you don’t need me here to take care of you any longer,” she said.

She had been overly worried yesterday, but now that she thought about it, she seemed to have been worried about nothing.

There were many people around to take care of him. What was there for her to worry about?

What’s more, she had slept with him on the same bed last night. If this went on, it would only make the entire situation absurd. They were divorced, so they should behave like it,

“You don’t want to be with me?” Theodore said hoarsely.

Rosalie said flatly, “We’re already divorced. It’s better for us to keep our distance. Keep what happened last night to yourself, or there

might be misunderstandings.”

“What misunderstandings? We slept on the same bed. What’s there to misunderstand?” Theodore shot back, displeased.

She should have been willing to get close to him. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have slept with him last night.

Rosalie sighed.

“Now that we’re divorced, I can tell you this clearly. You should dedicate more of your time and energy to Cynthia. You’ll only be happy if you focus your attention on one woman. You can’t think of one woman while being with another. That will only make everyone involved unhappy.”

She smiled, her face showing absolutely no signs of anger or sorrow. She was clearly at peace, as if she had let go of everything.

Theodore furrowed his brows as sorrow flashed past his eyes..

“Despite everything that has happened, thank you for what you said to Grandma. It’s too bad she beat you up for it. I’ll be off now. I’ll come over if there’s anything urgent, but if there’s nothing else, I think we should behave like any other divorced couple. Otherwise, people might think we’re still entangled with each other,” Rosalie finished.

Theodore stared blankly at her, silent for a long time.

Rosalie said nothing further, and turned to leave. As she left, Theodore didn’t stop her.

She realized it was meaningless letting things go on like this. They were divorced, and he was due to marry Cynthia.

Yet, Theodore didn’t call Cynthia even after Rosalie left. Instead, he sat on the bed in a daze.

He hugged the pillow Rosalie slept on last night, and buried his head. in it to take in the remnants of her fragrance.

Meanwhile, Rosalie drove back to her apartment.

Until now, Sebastian had yet to reply to her text. It had been over two hours since she texted him.

Rosalie wasn’t a superstitious person, but with the world being so huge and filled with strange happenings, she had to be cautious with things.

That dream felt so real, and it made her anxious the more she thought about it. She decided to give Sebastian a call.

However, her call went unanswered. All she received was the automated response.

“The number you’ve dialed is unavailable. Please try again later.”

Her call went through, but he didn’t answer it–neither did he reject her

call.

Rosalie started to panic. Did something really happen to him?

She pondered for a moment before calling Yvonne. When she went through her call records, she realized that someone had called her.

The call came in at six in the morning, and records showed that the

call lasted two minutes.

Did Theodore answer the call without telling her about it?

Rosalie called the number back. After over ten seconds, someone picked up the call.

“Hello,” Rosalie said. “Did you call me today?”

“Rose, it’s me, Yvonne.”

“So it’s you, Yvonne. I saw from my call records that someone called me, but I didn’t answer it.”

“I called you this morning,” Yvonne said, “but it was your husband who answered it. He didn’t sound happy.”

Rosalie’s face stiffened. Theodore had really picked up her phone without telling her about it.

“Maybe he answered my call while I was asleep this morning. Did he say anything?”

Yvonne pondered for a moment before saying, “He didn’t say much, but the few sentences he said sufficed.”

“Few sentences?” Rosalie repeated, uneasy. “What did he say?”

“Um, he said… Forget it. It’s not important what he said. It’s all over.”

“Yvonne, no matter what he said, please don’t take it to heart. He has a foul temper, so please don’t stoop to his level. He’s often unreasonable, too.”

Yvonne chuckled. “It’s fine. I called you today to ask you out for a meal. Let’s meet at a restaurant.”

“This afternoon?” Rosalie thought about it, then said, “Sure, but I have something to ask you first.”

“What is it?”

“I tried contacting your brother this morning and texted him, but he didn’t answer me. I waited for a long time, and I even called him, but he didn’t pick up. Do you know where he is right now?”

“Is that so? My brother didn’t answer your call? Are you sure the call went through?”

“I’m sure it did, but he didn’t answer. He didn’t reject it, either. He didn’t reply to my text, so I’m a little worried. That’s why I’m calling you to ask. Do you know where he is right now?”

That nightmare continued replaying in Rosalie’s mind, making her uneasy. It felt so real; so much that the fear was still lingering in her heart.

“I don’t know,” Yvonne said. Upon sensing the panic in Rosalie’s

voice, she added, “What’s the matter? Why are you looking for him?”

“Nothing much. I’m just a little worried I couldn’t contact him.”

“I see,” Yvonne said, her eyes darting around.

‘Rose is pretty worried about Seb,‘ she thought.

“Rose, I’ll give Seb a call and try to find him before calling you back,

okay?” she suggested.

“Sure. I’ll wait for you. Please let me know once you find him, or just

text me,” Rosalie replied.

“Sure.”

After that, they hung up.

Yvonne called Sebastian’s phone, but he didn’t answer her call, either.

Strange. Was he furious over what happened this morning, and wasn’t picking up calls on purpose?

Yvonne began to feel uneasy, too. She called Sebastian’s assistant.

He picked up the call, and greeted her respectfully, “Ms. Carter, how may I help you?”

“Is Seb in the office?”

The assistant replied in hushed tones, “Mr. Carter is in the office, but

“But what?” Yvonne asked doubtfully. “Why are you speaking so softly? Are you a burglar?”

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“For some reason, Mr. Carter is flaring up–it’s like he had explosives for breakfast! It’s frightening, really, I’ll talk more with you later. Mr. Carter is waiting for me, and he’ll probably blow up on me if I turn up late. I’m so sorry, I’m hanging up now. I don’t want to die in his hands.”

The assistant hung up, his voice trembling with fear.

Yvonne knew why Sebastian was in such a fiery mood. It was probably because of what happened this morning.

She didn’t expect her brother to lose his cool to this extent. It would certainly be amusing if Rosalie saw the state he was in right now!

As for her, she loved seeing such a genuine side to her brother.

Yvonne’s eyes darted around cheekily, and she called Rosalie back.

Rosalie had been waiting for her call. She picked up Yvonne’s call almost instantly.

“Hello, Yvonne? How is it? Did you manage to contact him?”

Yvonne said, “I know where Seb is at, but I didn’t contact him personally. I contacted his assistant instead.”

“How is he right now?” Rosalie asked anxiously. “Is he alright?”

“Well…” Yvonne said hesitantly.

“What is it? Quick, tell me!”

The panic in Rosalie’s voice showed how much she cared for Sebastian. How could he still be so obliviously anxious and deep in his inferiority complex?

Yvonne said reluctantly, “His assistant said he’s in the office right

now, and he’s in a bad state. Before I could even ask what was going on, his assistant hung up in a hurry, as if something terrible had happened.”

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“Did you call him again to ask?” Rosalie pushed further.

Yvonne said, “I did, but he didn’t answer my call.”

‘Forgive me…‘ Yvonne pleaded to the heavens for mercy for lying–she did it out of good intentions, all for the sake of her brother’s love life.

Panic rose in Rosalie’s chest. Did something bad really happen?

“You said Sebastian is in the office. Why don’t you call someone else in his company and ask to find out what happened? Is it regarding work, or his personal safety?”

Yvonne clenched her fists out of agitation.

‘Wow‘, she thought. ‘My future sister–in–law is so concerned for Seb’s personal safety. This is great!‘

“How about this? Let’s go to his office and check out what’s going on. We can only hear from others if we call. We can’t even reach his assistant at this moment. I’ll only be reassured if I see him in person. Do you want to come along with me?”

Yvonne seized the chance to make this suggestion.

‘Seb, oh Seb,’ she sighed inwardly. I’m tricking your future wife into coming with me to your office. It’s all up to you after I bring her there. I’ve done my best!‘

“Pll come along.” Rosalle sald without hesitation. “Can you send me the address of his office? I’ll drive there right away, and we’ll meet there.”

“Let’s go together,” Yvonne suggested. “I’ll drive to your place to pick you up. You’re pregnant right now, and the baby’s safety is of utmost priority,”

Rosalie could sense the panic in her chest. It wasn’t suitable for her to drive right now.

She bowed her head and caressed her belly. “Alright, then. I’ll send you my address. Thank you so much”

Less than half an hour later, a red sports car stopped right downstairs.

Yvonne was decked in a fashionable blue slip dress, her hair down, and wearing a cool pair of shades. She looked captivating and made of money.

Rosalle, on the other hand, was very modestly dressed in a beige.

cotton shirt, jeans, and a pair of white sports shoes. She tied her hair up in a ponytail, and looked just like a high school student in the prime of her youth.

Despite the disparity in their dressing, Rosalie looked as stunning as Yvonne. They were beautiful in their own ways.

Yvonne suddenly realized how pleasant Rosalie looked. She was very beautiful, but not in a way that aroused jealousy in other women.

Rosalie’s beauty was non aggressive and very easygoing, like an older sister who gave others a strong sense of security and comfort. She

wielded the magic of making others feel comfortable around her.

No wonder Seb adored her so much!

Yvonne wrapped an arm around Rosalie’s shoulder. “Come on, let’s go.”

Rosalie glanced at the red sports car Yvonne drove, and gaped. “Isn’t this…a little too much?”

“How is it too much? This is my most low–profile car,” Yvonne remarked casually.

“Most–low–profile?”

Rosalie was in disbelief. This car was such a blindingly vivid shade of red! She wondered how high–profile Yvonne’s other cars looked.

“Come on, let’s hurry up and get in the car and see what’s up with Seb. I’m worried sick about him,” Yvonne said with concern, pulling.

her shades off.

The tears glistening in Yvonne’s eyes made Rosalie nod immediately. “Alright! Let’s go quickly.”

The entire office was filled with a cold, deathly aura.

Sebastian lounged in his office chair, his arms folded in front of his chest and his legs crossed as his dangerous gaze swept across everyone standing before him.

Everyone who held a senior executive position in Skycrest Enterprise was standing before him, all of them looking just like students who failed to complete their homework and were now given a deadly glare by their homeroom teacher.

All their heads were bowed, and none of them dared to breathe a

word.

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Sebastian wasn’t dressed in a formal suit today. Instead, he had donned on a simple gray casual outfit before coming into the office.

His outfit stood in stark contrast with his aggressive aura, which overwhelmed everyone. Unlike him, all of them were decked out in formal office wear.

The air was frozen stiff with dead silence.

Sebastian grabbed the documents on the table, and flung it forward. Papers scattered everywhere on the floor.

“We’ve been planning for this project for so long, and we almost had it in our pocket. And yet, someone else snatched it right under our noses! Remind me again why I’m paying all of you?!”

Although what happened this morning was partially caused by his bad mood, Sebastian had more than enough reason to flare up at them right now.

No one dared to say anything.

Sebastian scoffed. “Why are all of you silent? Have all of you gone mute?”

“Mr. Carter, I’m sorry.” One of the men stepped forward, wiping the sweat from his brow. “Something unexpected occurred. Our

competitor somehow received insider information, and it’s probably through a bribe.”