Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 198

The man’s assistant spotted Sebastian and hurried over, whispering urgently into his bow’s ear. The man’s face lit up with a broad, ingratiating smile as he handed off his golf club and strode over, extending his hand.

“Mr. Giovanni, I didn’t expect you to actually show up,” he said, his tone dripping with feigned surprise.

Sebastian could see Stephanie’s discomfort, so he glanced at the outstretched hand but made no move to take it. Instead he got straight to the point, his voice flat and unyielding. “Bernie, you know why I’m here. Lancelot left something here. I want

it

Bernie’s bushy eyebrows shot up, and his smile widened even further, as if he was savoring the moment. His beard twitched with the effort of holding back a laugh.

“Ah, Lancelot,” he drawled, the name rolling off his tongue like a joke. “Mr. Giovanni, let’s discuss this calmly, shall we?

The word “discuss hung in the air, a clear signal to Sebastian that this wouldn’t be a simple handover

Bernie gestured to a nearby sofa, and as they settled in, a statuesque woman with long legs slid gracefully into Bernie’s lap. Her presence seemed almost rehearsed. Bernie’s tanned hand immediately found its way to her waist, his fingers tracing lazy

circles.

The assistant, ever the dutiful lackey, handed Bernie a lit cigar. Bernie took a long, slow drag, and then blew a perfect smoke ring in the woman’s direction.

Stephanie, watching the scene unfold, felt a pang of regret. She should have stayed on the plane for a nap.

Sebastian’s eyes narrowed, his gaze hardening. “Alright, what are your terms?” he asked.

Bernie took another drag of his cigar, exhaling slowly. “So, that thing is really important to you, Mr. Giovanni?”

Sebastian remained silent, his expression unreadable. But at this moment, silence spoke volumes, and Bernie took it as confirmation.

Bernie’s smile widened, his gaze shifting to Stephanie. He’d noticed her the moment he turned around. She was small, almost delicate, with a youthful look that hadn’t fully matured yet.

Feeling his eyes on her, Stephanie instinctively edged closer to Sebastian.

yellowed teeth. “The rumors always said you hated being surrounded by

of petite girls around, but finding one who really catches your eye isn’t easy. Especially with that baby face… she just looks so soft

little thing. Mr. Giovanni?” Clearly, he had no idea that Stephanie had been raised by Sebastian, assuming she was just another plaything brought along

glint flickered in Sebastian’s eyes.

smile as he glanced at Bernie. ‘He’s done for this time,

been quietly observing, glanced at Macro. He hadn’t expected to find anyone more reckless than

himself.

glanced at his watch, his impatience seeping into his

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Chapter 198

Stephanie “How about your fer me were her

I wish I could kill

Sebastian had come. He was negotiating because whatever Bernie had was crucial. She clenched her fide under the table,

waist and placed it next to his

reached for his weapon, but Bernie stopped him with

her knee–a reassuring weight. His voice, however, ww anything but reassuring. “I’m not here

Bernie’s face darkened.

into Bernie’s. “I gave you a chance. If you’re not willing to talk, then I’ll assume you

want anything in return? That’s ridiculous. This guy’s infamous on Keris Isle for his greed. Anyone who deals with him usually leaves feeling like they’ve been stripped

had been thinking about how no one ever seemed to get anything from Sebastian. Sebastian was the type who never gave an inch, but Bernie was always the one trying to take something Macro wondered what, if anything, Bernie could possibly get from

front of Sebastian’s glass and couldn’t help but think, ‘Whoa, that’s just

the model clinging to him, the

at Sebastian like a stern elder. “You’re not the only one who wants that, you know. Think carefully.

should never let a woman jeopardize important matters. As the head of the

eyes met Bernie’s, a silent challenge passing between them. Finally, Bernie sneered and walked out, the door slamming behind him. The room was quiet again, and only Sebastian and

at him. Sebastian’s face was a little off, like he’d bitten into something sour, so she assumed it

and tousled her hair.

just stayed on the plane and slept. Or you could tell me what it is, and I’ll sneak it

up and couldn’t be stopped. “And how are you planning to stea. it? Because