Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian) novel Chapter 172

"There's still no news," Natalie said.

Sebastian was not surprised.

Elena acted alone and was a small target. If she decided to hide, finding her would indeed be difficult.

Sebastian frowned. Elena was talented, cunning, and far more dangerous than Thornshadow and the Elder.

He wasn't afraid for himself; instead he was worried about those around him.

This time, Thornshadow had precisely targeted Sebastian's vulnerable points, forcing him to watch helplessly as Thornshadow walked away.

…

That evening, Sebastian returned to the Smith family. As soon as he entered, Evelyn began berating him.

"Sebastian, how dare you come back? Do you know that Lillian was kidnapped today? As a man, you can't even protect your wife. Aren't you ashamed?"

Sebastian ignored her and walked up to Lillian. He asked with concern, "Lillian, are you alright?"

"She's fine now, thanks to the Supreme One. If we'd waited for you, it would have been too late." Evelyn scoffed.

"Mom, don't say that. Sebastian wasn't home. How can you blame him?" Lillian said.

"If not him, then who should I blame?" Evelyn angrily replied. "He's a man who does nothing all day except mooch off others. I really don't understand what use there is in such a man."

Lyra agreed. "Aunt Evelyn is right. Getting married is a decision of a lifetime. One must consider it carefully. If you choose a useless man, not only can he not help you, but he will also become a burden. You should find someone like Mr. Hunter."

Sebastian glanced at Jordan with disdain.

Jordan was just a clown in his eyes. Sebastian didn't care about him at all.

Seeing Sebastian's expression, Jordan immediately became angry. "Sebastian, what's with that look? Do you think you're better than me?"

"Yes. So what?"

Sebastian wasn't one to engage in petty squabbles, but since Jordan had provoked him, he wouldn't let it slide.

Jordan was both angry and agitated. "Sebastian, you're just a bit strong. What else can you do?"

"Exactly. This world isn't about fighting and killing. Being rich is what counts. Mr. Hunter can spend millions of dollars in a minute.

"But you? At most, you could be a bodyguard and barely make 20 thousand dollars a month. You can't even afford a single designer bag. Truly laughable," Lyra said with contempt.

Even though she was a wealthy woman, a yearly fee of 100 million dollars was still frightening to her.

Lyra continued, "That 100 million dollars is just the membership fee, and that's for the lowest ordinary membership.

"Above that, there's the silver membership, which costs 200 million dollars, and Mr. Hunter's is even higher. It's the gold membership that costs 300 million dollars a year."

"Misty Oak Hotel—isn't that Joseph's hotel?" Sebastian asked nonchalantly.

Jordan looked at Sebastian. "I didn't expect a country bumpkin like you to even know Mr. Quirrel's name. Yes, Mr. Quirrel is the wealthiest man in Wave City.

"After your antics ruined Grandpa's birthday celebration, I decided to host a make-up dinner at Misty Oak Hotel."

"Jordan, you have the right idea, but let's choose a different place," Elijah suggested. "I've heard that the prices at Misty Oak Hotel are outrageously high."

Jordan said proudly, "That's right. The minimum spending at Misty Oak Hotel starts at a million dollars, and better options cost tens of millions of dollars!

"But that's just small change for me. As long as you're happy, that's all that matters. It might also open the eyes of a certain country bumpkin to what high society really looks like."

Sebastian listened quietly with an indifferent expression.