Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian)

Chapter 202

Travis stood tall and proud, confident in his ability. He was awarded the title of "Noble Young Master" not only because he was a young lord from the Lloyd family. More importantly, he was talented enough to enter the Grandmaster Realm when he was just 20 years old.

Such talent was a rare find in Dragotha.

Now that Travis was 27 years old and a middle-stage grandmaster about to enter the late stage, he looked down on the other grandmasters.

Emboldened by Travis' confidence, Evelyn snapped at Sebastian, "Sebastian Wilder, so what if you're a grandmaster? You're still a good-for-nothing when compared to Mr. Lloyd!"

Lyra hurriedly chimed in, "Aunt Evelyn is right. Mr. Lloyd is the cream of the crop. Be it his family background or his individual talents, he's leagues above you. You should bow to him if you want him to spare your life!"

"Travis Lloyd asking for my allegiance? You overestimated yourself." Sebastian smirked. He had wanted to turn a blind eye to Travis' action because Travis had previously sent him some good stuff as a tribute. However, his patience wore thin after seeing Travis' provocation.

that attitude?" Lyra went up to Travis with an ingratiating smile on her face. "Mr. Lloyd, don't waste your time with

she didn't forget to press her voluptuous breasts against

as pretty as Lyra.

of the Lloyd family, Travis had seen

a

with her attempt to seduce him, he found her irresistible. His breathing quickened as

at Sebastian and said coldly, "You didn't appreciate your second chance and talked back to me. You're asking for

wish."

Right as Travis was about to attack Sebastian, a group of people hurried over. A young lady in a bodycon white dress led the group. Her dark hair scattered

to savor them. Her ivory, smooth skin, added to her ethereal beauty. She looked elegant, regal, and

breathed laboriously at the sight of the top beauty. Every move of hers tugged at their heartstrings, and

at her. Despite having met many lovely ladies, he could not think of another woman who could beat this