NovelAppRachel Wood was all that was on his mind.
She had hurt him badly. She belonged to somebody else now.
Nevertheless, Sebastian Brenand could not stop thinking about her.
Though he thought of becoming a playboy again, he was simply not interested in other women anymore. Rachel was the only one in his mind and heart. He could not forget about her no matter how hard he tried.
He even doubted himself sometimes. Perhaps he had betrayed and disappointed too many innocent girls in the past. Rachel was simply divine retribution for his misdeeds.
"But that girl is different..." Sebastian's mother said again.
"Mom... Please... Leavealone, okay?" Following that statement, Sebastian hung up the phone. He opened the gallery on his phone and found Rachel's picture.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThis was the only picture of her in his gallery. Search the FindNøvelwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
In the picture, Rachel was wearing an apron, happily painting at the art studio. She looked as gentle as a dove. Sebastian found her attractive when she painted, so he took a picture of her. That photo had been on his phone ever since.
When he returned from Edgewater, bruised and scarred, he had the urge to delete that photo.
However, he failed to do so.
*** After Xyla Quest finished her work at three o'clock in the afternoon, she went to the supermarket to buy groceries under her bodyguards' watchful eyes. Then, she went hright away. This was the first ther master stayed over at her house. She wanted to make a delicious meal for him.
When she returned home, Stanley Batton and Ron Batton were both not at home.
After putting all the groceries in the kitchen, Xyla gave Sharon Lindt a call to invite her, Wilson Batton, and Catherine Batton to cover and have dinner together.
Sharon accepted her invitation without hesitation.
After that, Xyla texted Stanley and informed him about the family dinner tonight.
While all these were happening, Stanley was having a meeting in the conference room.
The man sat in the middle of the table, wearing a well-fitting black suit with a white shirt inside. His domineering aura was palpable.
Seeing Xyla's message, the coldness on the man's face instantly melted away and was replaced by tenderness. His fondness for Xyla was overflowing from his eyes as he read the message.
The executives, who were initially expressing their opinions with trepidation, were all paralyzed to their spots when they noticed the changes in their boss's expression.
It happened as fast as a tornado.
"I'll go back now to prepare the meal with you," Stanley replied.
"Aren't you busy?" "Nah, I'm not," Stanley reassured Xyla.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmStanley shoved his phone back into his pocket, got up, and turned to Zack Cassidy. "I'll leave the meeting to you.
I have to go now." Zack nodded respectfully.
With that, Stanley stalked out of the conference room without saying a word.
Immediately after he left, all the executives started to exchange looks with each other.
Whispers and babbles of voices swarmed across the room in the very next second.
"Aye... Our president has gone to accompany his wife again, right?" "Our young mistress is really something, eh?"
"In the past, if someone toldthat our president is a love maniac, M would never have believed it."
"I had always thought that being our even president's girl must be a very m miserable experience. I was wrong. I'm sorry, my dear president." Zack listened to the crowd's discussion in silence.
He strongly agreed with sof them, though he never had the gut to express his thoughts.
After texting Stanley, Xyla sent Josh Batton a message, too, telling him that his grandfather was back. She asked him if he wanted to join the dinner tonight. Josh Batton replied to her message in just one second. X
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