Chapter 283 Loving Him for Seven Years

Back in the day, Sebastian lost his sight, and Number 11 lost her voice. They used this account to chat.

This phone was tricked out for the blind, reading every message out loud. And this number? Strictly for Number 11; he didn't hit up anyone else.

Sebastian stared at the message on his phone, deep in thought: [Number 99, can you see me? I'm waving at you.]

'So, the chick in front of me is the Number 11 I've been hunting for.' Sebastian glanced over again, and the woman, Lena Hayes, signed at him: [Number 99, long time no see.]

Seeing this, Sebastian's eyes locked. This was the only sign language sentence Number 11 had taught him back then. She'd said if they ever met again, she'd use this to let him know it was her.

Sebastian stood there, his intense gaze fixed on Lena by the window.

All this info was only known to him and Number 11. He shouldn't doubt her, but the timing of Lena's appearance made him suspicious.

'I just had a blowout with Joyce, and now Number 11 shows up. Coincidence or someone pulling strings? If it's a setup, who is she? And where's the real Number 11?' Thinking this, Sebastian nodded slightly at her and walked into the café. Lena couldn't hide her excitement. "Number 99, how've you been?"

Her voice was soft and soothing, like a lullaby.

Sebastian smirked. "What took you so long to find me?"

Lena's eyes welled up instantly. She stared at Sebastian for a while before speaking, "After I got out of the hospital, things went south at home. My dad's company hit a financial crisis, my stepmom ran off with another guy, and my dad, stressed out, jumped off a building. I took over the company, but a few years later, I couldn't keep it afloat and sold it."

flickered. "You sold the company and then donated the money to the nursing

nodded slightly. "My dad was into some shady business. I didn't

at her calmly. "Then why did you leave a message saying there would

boss of Winters Group. My dad's company was under investigation, and I was worried it would drag you down, so I cut ties. Later, I wasn't implicated, and

Her gaze was pure, no hidden agenda, just like Number 11 back

was a big shot, she never asked for anything. Their bond was all about mutual support and comfort.

sip of coffee, his expression calm as he looked at Lena. "What's your name, and where do you

"My name is Lena Hayes, and I work

and handed it to Lena, saying in a deep voice, "If you run into any

and bounced out of the

light in Lena's eyes faded. She pulled out her phone and shot off a message: [We met, but he's

reading with others and spread the word.

"Sebastian's definitely gonna dig into Lena's background

"I'll make him

the café and, as soon as he got into

off when you talked

weird because nothing seemed off. She had all the answers ready, and she felt like a

she's a fake, then where's the real Number 11, and how do they

He hoped this wouldn't drag Number

She dreamed of Connie lying in a pool of blood, reaching out to her,

in her mind, along with Connie's painful groans. Joyce sat up abruptly, gasping for breath, sweat

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