Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Woodrow Gaston was about to speak when Yvette Houston spoke first. "Hello, who is this? Sebastian is drunk." He promptly hung up when he heard her voice, guessing that the woman must've been Sebastian Brenand's wife. Rachel Wood had mentioned her earlier.

He knew that the wife would try to mess things up if she found out why he called.

Yvette frowned and cursed at the phone upon realizing that the call had ended. She then tossed the phone aside, not thinking much about it as she turned around to leave the study. After she left, the room quietened down again.

Woodrow gave up upon hearing that Sebastian was drunk, deciding to try again the next morning.

After making up his mind, he pocketed his phone and then walked into his room, took a shower, and slept after setting an alarm for seven o'clock in the morning.

As soon as he woke up, he hastily redialed Sebastian's number.

Sebastian had just woken up at his desk coincidentally, still feeling slightly dizzy and wearing a weary look on his face.

Seeing his phone light up with an unfamiliar number, he frowned slightly before picking up the call.

"Who is this?" His voice was extremely hoarse because he was still hungover and exhausted.

"Hello, I'm Woodrow Gaston. You're Sebastian Brenand, aren't you?" a male voice said.

"Yes, I am. Who are you?"

"I'm Rachel's ex-classmate. Rachel is with me right now."

joy and relief exploded in Sebastian's chest when he heard that.

if a ray of hope was shining

to his feet, Sebastian couldn't contain the joy in his heart. "What? Are

you first. If you choose to be with her, then you can come. Otherwise, you can choose not to. I'll

also won't tell her that I called

when he heard this, beginning to feel insecure. Could Rachel have encountered something so

do you mean?

please. I

what,"

s to en.swnoet

entire

hand trembled

phone

ear, almost as if it would slip from his

second.

couldn't suppress his desire to kill

'Evil!'

evil!'

was tainted. Instead, he felt

wanted to have nothing to do with

your