The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

Chapter 1175 Edmund Texted Her

The figure’s eyes widened in shock when Sebastian mentioned the head of The Coffee Shop, for even with their considerable influence and unrelenting efforts, SteelFort still could not identify who that person was. After all this while, has the head of the organization finally decided to show themself?

“What should we do then, Mr. Hayes? Are they up to something for appearing at this juncture and tailing Ms. Sabrina? Do you think…”

The figure suddenly stopped talking mid-sentence because they both already knew where the conversation was heading.

Since Sabrina was the organization’s target, there could only be one possibility—they had become suspicious of someone.

The winter night in Jadeborough was bone-chillingly cold, yet the harsh cold paled in comparison to the fear-inducing aura exuding from Sebastian.

“It’s about time we finally put an end to this!”

“What do you mean, Mr. Hayes?”

to protect Sabrina. Remember, they’re never to leave her

do. Just protection? So we’re not making a move on the organization? What if something goes wrong? After all, these people are crafty, and this is their territory. For all

it was best for

the following day, Sasha received a call from Sophie, so Sebastian dropped

If you need anything at all, call me,” Sebastian instructed

offended that Sebastian asked the boy to look after her and Vivian instead

heck is he trying to

“Hey, I’m more than—”

don’t you worry.”

upset, all she could do was glare at the man from afar since the First Lady

after bringing her

car with two small boxes in her hands. “Good morning! Wait, you brought your daughter instead. I thought…” Her sentence was cut short when she saw Vivian instead of the two

suggested

it’s no problem at all. I just want the children to have a great time. But I had the boys in mind when I prepared the gifts, so I was just a little surprised to see your little princess instead. I haven’t had the time to prepare hers yet,” Sophie explained

that they were valuable antiques and not the kind that one could buy from

far too valuable, Mrs. Zander.

were passed down from my ancestors so that my children could inherit them. As you know, I can’t bear any