Did Luke take them?

He pulled a chair and sat in it, turning his attention to the report clutched in his hand.

Sebastian spent the past two days in the hospital without returning to his office. He attributed the uneasy feeling that was haunting him to fear of Sasha’s death.

He squinted at the report.

As a doctor, Sasha had struck her head with such precision using the hairpiece without killing herself. However, there were damages to the nerves in her brain. She might not be the same when she wakes up.

May not be the same, in what sense?

Will she lose her mind? Her sight?

He balled up the report in his fist. His mind was cast back to the day at the hotel.

Sasha was intense and passionate. It was something Sebastian had experienced on several occasions. First, she faked her death and left the country with her two newborns. On the yacht, she had stabbed herself just to expose Xandra. And that time when Matteo was in trouble, she went on a solo mission to rescue her son.

She wasn’t afraid to die for her children.

He did not expect the day to come when she would use her life to defend his secret for him.

Is she really that courageous in the face of death?

tension. Back at the hotel when she was about to expose his secret, a murderous intent

he thought he was going to

rather sacrifice herself than

The irony was painful.

with bloodshot eyes and cursed. “Serves you right for being stabbed. You saved a man who has been constantly a thorn by your side.

the only way he knew how to

to keep up the tirade. The lump in his throat was

spared Sebastian. “Hello?” he cleared his throat, looking out the

guard said. “The doctor who hypnotized Ms. Wand was not an acquaintance of Dr. Kaye. But we did a facial reconstruction on him. Turns out he’s a student of psychology

“What else?” Sebastian demanded.

Philip Emmanuel opened his bank

with a terrible aura of cold fury about him that seemed to lower the temperature

sensed it over the phone. “And what’s more, Mr. Hayes,” he concluded hastily. “the journalist has been interrogated. Someone wanted to find out

mistaking the deafening roar of silent rage on

mention the Eternal Group to me

“Yes, Mr. Hayes.”

belonging to the Emmanuels; send the evidence to the cops, and tell them that without my permission, no Emmanuel is allowed

the last sentence, Sebastian spat out each word with

 They’re over

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