When Sebastian Brenand saw the call, he immediately picked up. He then leaned lazily against his chair. "What is it, Stanley? Did you miss me?"

"We haven't met up in a while. Let's have dinner tonight at seven o'clock. Take Rachel with you. We'll be dining at Room 808 in Palace Hotel," Stanley Batton said.

Sebastian would have directly agreed when his friend extended an invite like this in the past.

However, he didn't hesitate at all to reject him today. "Sorry, but I can't make it. I've been so busy lately that I only have time to spend with my wife at night. That's what I'll be doing after work.

"I'll take a raincheck and meet up with you guys some other time, okay? I'll go to your office and drink with you another day if you missed me that much," he suggested with a laugh.

"You know I don't drink during office hours," his friend replied drily.

"In that case, I'll drink while you watch me."

"Fine, whatever you want," Stanley agreed before quickly hanging up.

Sebastian set his phone aside and resumed work, feeling motivated by the thought of seeing his wife at home right after work.

He would feel particularly at ease no matter how tired he was whenever he thought about Rachel Wood.

Ring, ring, ring-

on his desk, prompting him

demanding to meet you. What do I do?" his

her out," he

receptionists did as you instructed, Sir. They told her you were not in the office and asked her to leave, but she had refused. That's why the matter came into my hands." Sebastian had given specific instructions to his staff in advance to avoid anyone from his family finding him here, including the usual excuses to give anyone claiming to be his parents. Two days

forehead, he let out a sigh. "All right, let her

wanted to see what trouble his mother would cause in front of

once again and say whatever

later, the

stormed in and

appeared calm as he proceeded to sign a document without

already upset from being turned away by the receptionists

expression

what is

you see that I'm here? Don't you know how to

gaze on her face. "A person? Are you a person? Why

seethed

him and

He wasn't even angry. Instead, he pressed

Did I

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