“Huh?”

Sasha stared at her dumbly.

Wait, I agreed to go with Brandon?

I guess I did? I can’t even remember. Alright then. Since he’s helped me in the past, this is just me returning the favor.

Sasha nodded absent-mindedly. “Mm, Sebastian’s father asked me to go as well.”

“Ah, I see. I’ll inform Mr. Hayes about this-”

“No, no, it’s fine. I-I-I’ll tell him myself. Don’t worry and just go back to work.” Sasha immediately turned the housemaid down, then got up from the ground and went back in.

Wendy was at a loss for words.

Forget it. Since Mr. Hayes Sr. asked her to go, then I guess I don’t have to tell his son about this.

Wendy decided to just let it be.

It was slightly past nine when Sebastian returned from work.

Because it was year end, there were lots of matters to settle at the company. Hence, he had been coming back at this hour for quite a long time.

However, when he came home that night, the petite figure who would usually be huddled on the sofa watching TV in the living room was nowhere in sight. The first floor of the enormous villa returned to being desolate once again.

“Mr. Hayes, welcome back.”

“Mm, where are they?”

While changing his shoes, Sebastian asked the housemaid with a frown on his face.

the children upstairs very early. What would you

every day and sees that Ms. Wand isn’t asleep yet, he’d ask her to make something

he rejected

Go

that, he

and went back to

third floor after putting down his notebook and changing into

his wrist, stuffing it into the pocket of his pants. Then he languidly descended the dimly

and wanted to

the second floor, he went

to see that the little figure on the bed was indeed sound

went to check on Matteo

his blanket away, which was befitting of his lively and mischievous temperament. Sebastian covered him with the blanket again and turned the temperature

didn’t go

he bypassed it and went to the room furthest in the back—Sasha’s

coming from the bedroom. Sebastian’s brows shot

Asleep, huh?

in amusement, and he reached out to flip on the

was about to pretend to sleep, was

Her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment as though she had been

sleeping? Why were you looking at your phone

stuffed his hands into his pockets,

heart

but then

“Who’s it from?”

nervously before squeaking

Willow?

raised a brow and strode

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