The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

“I followed these guys here. Mr. Hayes, did something happen during your trip to the city today?” Karl asked while tossing the items he took from them onto the floor.

A syringe filled with anesthetic, a coil of rope, and two silenced pistols with an intricate design… Are these men here to kill me? No, Solomon wouldn’t dare go that far just yet. Besides, he should know he doesn’t have what it takes to kill me!

Sebastian narrowed his eyes at the thought of that.

“Wait here,” he mumbled as he went into the bedroom and returned moments later with a folder in his hand.

“What is this?” Karl asked.

“Share transfer agreements from Peter and a few other shareholders. He came to see me today and gave these to me, but I refused to accept them. Little did I know, he handed them over to Sasha instead,” Sebastian replied while staring furiously at the documents like he wanted to rip them all to shreds.

“What will you do next? Things aren’t looking good at the office. Remember how you had me do some digging on Sinch Enterprise the other day? Well, I found something rather fishy about that company!” Karl said after a brief pause.

Sebastian shot him a glare. “Fishy? How so?”

the company was founded by a Jetroinian, Solomon had become the person in charge at some point in time. According to my sources, he was the adopted son of Tanaka Ichirou,” Karl replied while sending him a file he had stored

Solomon over to the Wand family when he was eight. When she passed away, Sasha’s mom, Heather Blackwood, helped raise him until

our investigation, Solomon has only been in contact with Sinch Enterprise within the past two years. In

after that and simply glared coldly at the file in his

this Jetroinian guy is the one we should really start looking

for someone to

“Yes, Mr. Hayes.”

lit up

god! Mr. Hayes finally going to do something about the

excitement didn’t last long as Sebastian then

if Madam finds out?” Karl refused

are you talking about? This has nothing to do with