The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

However, that very night, Edmund and Sabrina were trying to keep the dish antenna they made out of sight.

Meanwhile, Sasha was trying to establish contact with the outside world in the temple’s accounting room using an outdated computer. Through the windows, she could vaguely see the monks’ grey robes undulating with the night breeze.

Nancy: Mr. Leonard, I’m online. May I know if you’ve considered the matter that I talked to you about in the day?

Raymond: Ms. Nancy, may I know what caused you to make such a request? You have to understand that this is a tough decision to make for the Leonard family.

It’d been years since they’d last touched base. The last time they met was when Sebastian barged into Raymond’s manor and forcibly took her away.

For him to reply to her messages after that incident was a clear display of his gentlemanliness.

Sasha’s fingers flew across the keys when she saw the response. Nancy: My apologies, Mr. Leonard. My family really did run into some unfortunate events, and I desperately need your help. My grandpa is on the verge of being executed.

Raymond: Executed?

He couldn’t believe his eyes.

Sasha then talked him through what happened at home before continuing her pleas for help.

Nancy: Mr. Leonard, I heard that my grandpa once saved yours back in Smallpoint. Considering that, do you think you could help him out?

Raymond hesitated.

return for your family’s help, I’ll do anything for you.

Raymond: Really?

last

was sure that he would accept her offer and

was a person who was all about gains and losses. If he rejected one’s offer, it simply meant

Nancy, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, but the Leonard family isn’t royalty anymore. I’ll need an opportunity to get

And what can I do to help

is going to offer new shares on the market these few days. If you could buy them at the lowest price before it’s publicly offered, then I’ll be able to present them to the royals as a gift

man’s audacious request. She never expected

one’s fortune would multiply by manifolds once the share value skyrockets after it’s put up on the

saw through his trick, but she didn’t reject

much would you like me to

as my entire

exchange went on and on till

anything. That night, in order to protect the dish antenna,

they were racing with time to get the

“Good morning.”

by his bed

his chapped lips. “Wh-What time is

late. You’ve only slept for a night. How are you feeling now? Any more adverse reactions? Let me