“Huh?” Sasha stared at her dumbly.

Wait, I agreed to go with Brandon?

I guess I did? I can’t even remember. Alright then. Since he’s helped me in the past, this is just me returning the favor.

Sasha nodded absent-mindedly. “Mm, Sebastian’s father asked me to go as well.”

“Ah, I see. I’ll inform Mr. Hayes about this-”

“No, no, it’s fine. I-I-I’ll tell him myself. Don’t worry and just go back to work.” Sasha immediately turned the housemaid down, then got up from the ground and went back in.

Wendy was at a loss for words.

Forget it. Since Mr. Hayes Sr. asked her to go, then I guess I don’t have to tell his son about this.

Wendy decided to just let it be.

It was slightly past nine when Sebastian returned from work.

Because it was year end, there were lots of matters to settle at the company. Hence, he had been coming back at this hour for quite a long time.

However, when he came home that night, the petite figure who would usually be huddled on the sofa watching TV in the living room was nowhere in sight. The first floor of the enormous villa returned to being desolate once again.

“Mr. Hayes, welcome back.”

“Mm, where are they?”

While changing his shoes, Sebastian asked the housemaid with a frown on his face.

be asleep. After dinner tonight, Ms. Wand took the children upstairs very early. What would you like to eat,

sees

he rejected

Go

that, he climbed the

insist and went

out of the master bedroom on the third floor

corridor and unclasped the watch encircling his wrist, stuffing it

to sleep so early and wanted to see them before calling

the second floor, he

the bed was indeed sound asleep. Then he closed the door with a soft

that, he went to check on

kicking his blanket away, which was befitting of his lively and mischievous temperament. Sebastian covered him

didn’t

bypassed it and went to the room furthest in

soon as the door creaked open, a rustling noise could be heard coming from the bedroom. Sebastian’s brows shot toward his hairline and he

Asleep, huh?

up in amusement, and he reached out

who was about to

eyes. Her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment as though she had been caught red-handed doing something

sleeping? Why were you looking at your phone in the dark? Are

stuffed his hands into his pockets,

Sasha’s heart to lurch in her

but then

“Who’s it from?”

nervously before squeaking out a

Willow?

brow

What’s he doing?

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