The Fortune-Telling Heiress

Chapter 393

Sebastian stood behind the door, enveloped in steam.

He wore a white bathrobe with a white towel draped over his head. Droplets of water from his black hair rolled off one by one. Some landed on his bathrobe while others fell from the tips of his hair, trickling down to his neck and disappearing into the slightly open robe. "Come in." He stepped aside, and after a brief hesitation, Madison walked inside.

The door slammed shut behind her.

Sebastian dried his hair while he walked further inside. "Would you like something to drink?"

"No, I came here to apologize."

Sebastian paused and pulled the towel on his head away. His damp black hair obscured his vision slightly. "Apologize?"

"You were worried about me, so I shouldn't blame you for being angry."

Throughout her life, she had always made her own decisions. Whether it was a big matter or small, she needed to decide for herself. This included her death.

She didn't understand why Sebastian was angry. She was fine and had even captured the Ghost King, Avery. As long as they interrogated Avery, they would find a way to break the divine talismans, which would also benefit Sebastian.

But he was still very upset, and Madison was confused.

worried about her, and

she came

over and placed a crystal glass beside

take care of my body and life, which makes

got half of

forward, placing his hands on either side of the couch. He towered over her in a possessive manner, trapping her within

do you know?

the Lockes

film. Just the costumes and props cost several hundred million. The director sent

that night. I dreamed you

Madison felt a surge of

husky as he whispered by her ear, "Madison, who do you

Sebastian away, but he seized her wrist, pinning it against the sides

Sebastian to pin her hands down as he leaned close, questioning her. "Madison, I was furious. Especially when I

"That's not

if Sebastian hadn't heard her

out in that white wedding

deceive Avery. Only by doing so could Logan and the others enter Ghost