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.

from Edgewater, bruised and scarred,

failed to do

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her bodyguards' watchful eyes. Then, she went home right away. This

returned home, Stanley Batton and

all the groceries in the kitchen, Xyla gave Sharon Lindt a call to invite her,

her

that, Xyla texted Stanley and informed him about the family dinner

all these were happening, Stanley was having a meeting in

of the table, wearing a well-fitting black suit with a

melted away and was replaced by tenderness. His fondness for Xyla was overflowing from his

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

happened as fast as

go back now to prepare the

"Aren't you busy?"

not,"

shoved his phone back into his pocket, got up, and turned to Zack Cassidy. "I'll leave the meeting to you. I

Zack nodded respectfully.

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