She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked by Nyx Rai

247 The Golden Boy

"You want to meet early?" Scar glances at her phone to make sure the caller is indeed Damian, "Sure thing, but how early can dinner be?"

She's a bit surprised that Damian would move their dinner plan forward, but considering how he has been making effort to build a connection, she persuaded herself. "Authur, could you--?"

"Yes, Miss Green," Authur answers swiftly, "After you deliver the card, I will drive you right over."

Scar: "..."

This time she's really not trying to dodge that bullet! Didn't he hear that it was Damian Vanderbilt who--... Whatever.

Standing in front of Sebastian's new building, Scar is still grumbling Silco's name, along with his evil loyal driver, Author. Sebastian's new building is not the same as before - the modern design of Z-house as its own symbol. This time it's just a normal building, low-key to the extreme, considering its owner's usual luxurious style.

A sour wave washes Scar's heart.

Kind and gentle, Sebastian was never low-key. He was the shining prince of the city, the only heir of the Knight's empire, the golden boy of the fashion world. The man wouldn't leave the house without his hair sprayed to THE right angle, and his shoes black without a speck of dust dimming their shine.

But now? Now he is stuck in a small, ordinary building, wearing a wrinkled shirt with his tie loose to the side, dark circles under his eyes-

Pausing at Sebastian's office door, Scar can't bring herself to knock when she sees the man who has fallen from his throne.

"Scar?!" Sebastian shoots a sudden glance to his door as if felt something, only to yelp in a pleasant surprise, "What brought you here? Come in, please!"

crucial money to her capricious

raises guilt

spent most of her life with. It's strange how sometimes it's

some of the messy files spreading around, "sorry about the mess, I have got a lot on my hands. What would you like,

them familiar faces. Two of them are bustling around and the last one is typing on his computer like crazy with his phone between his shoulder and

in his office, a shy bitter smile on the corner of his lips: "I have got coffee here, if you..." "Yeah, sure! Thanks," Not wishing to further embarrass the man, Scar quickly agrees to

to see Sebastian holdinga cup. Not any cup. It's the one Scar bought and insisted to leave at his office

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didn't like it. In fact, what he said was, that marking out territory is a

cup with anticipation, visible excitement

a sting in her chest, but Scar doesn't have

her eyes, Sebastian smiles, explaining on her behalf, "I

paper cup from her and fills it with hot

secretaries sticks her head in, only

Sebastian says simply,

secretary's look says it can't,

she hesitates to leave, "Please, feel free to prioritize your

secretary shoots

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took such a nasty shot. She thought it would cost Sebastian hugely, but