Rachel 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... Leave me alone, okay?"

Following that statement, Sebastian hung up the phone. He opened the gallery on his phone and found Rachel's picture.

This was the only picture of her in his gallery. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels 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.

returned from Edgewater, bruised and scarred, he had the urge to delete that

he failed

***

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 returned home, Stanley Batton and Ron Batton were

to invite her, Wilson

accepted her invitation

and informed him about the family dinner

all these were happening, Stanley was having a

man sat in the middle of the table, wearing a well-fitting black suit with a white shirt inside. His domineering aura was

man's face instantly melted away and was replaced by

opinions with trepidation, were all paralyzed to their spots when they noticed

as fast

back now to prepare

"Aren't you busy?"

I'm not," Stanley

got up, and turned to Zack Cassidy.

Zack nodded respectfully.

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