The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

The phone disconnected after his proclamation.

Sasha was in a state of shock. Yancy’s son? Solomon is Yancy’s son? Impossible!

Meanwhile, the ball was in full swing at the Empire State Tower. To accentuate the summit, the organizers had spared no expense in making the ball into an extravagant affair, including inviting various prominent stars and socialites to attend as guests.

The sound of mingling murmurs and clinking of champagne flutes filled the ballroom. Inhibition lowered under the effect of alcohol as several of Sebastian’s acquaintances were beginning to eye the socialites suggestively.

One of them nudged him. “Hayes, want to try your luck with any of the girls over there?”

The latter gave a perfunctory smile in response. “I’ll pass,” he said with an air of indifference.

Sensing his disinterest, the others left him alone and went to chat up the socialites.

There were two women in the ball who stood out among the rest. However, even the most brazen tycoons present were loath to hit on them.

the other was the heiress of the Benson family that

two women, but none of them had

crowd before settling on the lone figure lounging on the

each other indolently. He seemed molded from a different cast as he appeared completely detached from the ball. However, the bored look on his face did nothing to hide his gorgeous features. With dark eyes and angular cheekbones carving downward to a flinty jaw,

the heiress asked, her

the question and stepped forth. “Ms. Benson, he’s Mr. Sebastian Hayes,

of acknowledgement. Without further ado, she headed straight

a perfectly manicured hand at him. “May I invite

knew that having

It was a long moment later that he looked

face fell. “Excuse me?” Her voice was sharp with disbelief. “Don’t

His patience with this woman

earlier hurried over and tried to salvage the situation. “Mr. Hayes, Millie is the heiress to the famous

“And?”