After leaving Rosalie's house, Sebastian buried himself in work.

Geoffrey arranged many appointments for him, forcing him to run around many places. He didn't even have time for a sip of water till deep in the night. By the time he returned home, he was exhausted and collapsed weakly on the couch.

Sometimes, the strictness his father displayed made him wonder if he really was that man's biological son. But given the same blood type they shared and how closely he resembled his father, it seemed like a indisputable fact.

What a cold, heartless father he had.

As it turned out, cold-blooded creatures could reproduce, too.

"Seb, you're back."

Yvonne walked downstairs, and saw the fatigue on her brother's face.

brows furrowed. "Why

right now. Didn't I tell you before that I wanted to stay here for some time? I don't want to

his face etched with exhaustion. "Up to

he was overwhelmed with something more than fatigue. She sat next to him. "Rose saved you from your plight today. You should feel happy. Why are you sighing?" "I am happy, but she went on to try to set me

you up with?" Yvonne asked, doubtful. "Is she trying to

didn't think Rosalie would do something like

what happened. After hearing

up a woman called Lily and said you like her so Rose wouldn't suspect that you like

Sebastian said in all seriousness, "So, you have one task. Find me a woman by

her chest, shocked. "Where am I going

you have a bunch of friends? I'm sure it's easy finding someone with the

nag at you," Yvonne said, "but haven't you heard that you need to keep lying to cover up for your first

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