Shadows Between Us (Stella and Sebastian) novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50

Chapter 50

Nathan glanced at Sebastian, but got no response. Feeling a bit felpless, he gave Stella a polite nod and stepped out of the

room to take the call.

Sebastian shifted his wheelchair, his eyes icy and sharp. “You have moderate anemia,” he said.

“I see. Stella replied with a careless shrug. Considering how her mily had looked after her, moderate anemia was no shock. Seeing her so nonchalant, Sebastian’s gaze grew darker, and the air in the room grew colder.

Stella was spaced out and didn’t notice the chill in the room. As she reached into her pocket for her black digital watch, she caught a glimpse of the men’s watch Sebastian had tossed carelessly onto the table.

It was a Richard Mille, priced from a million onward. Stella immediately discarded the idea of offering her watch. Beside his, her cheap digital watch looked childish. Nothing improved a man’s appearance like a fine watch.

Stella was still weighing her options when John knocked and walked in, his face serious.

“Mr. Gray, the dock has been locked down,” John reported immediately after getting the news. “It’s Red Shadow”

Red Shadow was the most mysterious special forces training base in Jaffina, a name that sent chills down anyone’s spine.

The instructors there were absolute nightmares, and anyone tough enough to survive came out as top brass in the military. Few people knew that Sebastian’s entire inner circle came straight from Red Shadow.

“Something has happened to Paul,” Sebastian said, his fingers moving slightly. His sickly pale face contrasted with the black shirt, a subtle scent of prayer beads lingering around him. He remained composed and dangerous. Nathan returned, his murderous aura undeniable, confirming Sebastian’s warning.

“Someone switched out the Vitalis Pill,” Nathan said. That was the only Vitalis Pill in all of Clusia.

Stella’s laid-back expression didn’t change, but she arched her brow slightly. She thought, ‘Vitalis Pill? Is it really that special?’

Sebastian’s phone rang. It was Caleb. Over at the dock, Caleb was visibly anxio,,

Sw bullets as he dialed.

Normally, they stay out of each other’s business. Ever since Caleb became mayor of Haliville, the former mayor personally warned him against provoking Sebastian, because doing so would invite major trouble.

But this was urgent, and he had no choice but to grit his teeth an

the

Fortunately, Sebastian picked up.

Caleb delivered the full report in record time, leaving nothing unsaid. Sebastian’s silence on the other end caused beads of sweat to form. The others waited silently, particularly the Red Shadow operatives, whose deadly presence could freeze anyone in their tracks.

“Hand the phone to the person in charge of Red Shadow,” Sebastian said, his voice calm but with an edge that made Caleb shiver.

Caleb handed over the phone, his face twisted in worry. The person in charge took it with icy indifference, but whatever Sebastian said on the other end made his expression change in an instant.

Caleb watched, stunned, as sweat started to bead and roll down the man’s forehead.

“Understood,” the man replied as he gestured for his men to withdraw. Caleb was left standing there, totally lost.

But of course, no one was going to fill him in. By the time Caleb got his phone back, the call was already cut off. Ten minutes later, a black Maybach glided out into the night.

Its streamlined body moved through the darkness like a hawk on the hunt, radiating menace and intense pressure. The

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blacked-out windows absorbed all light, a testament to the power of whoever sat inside.

Without lowering the window, the driver tapped the horn, silently demanding the road be cleared.

Inside the car, a silent standoff was underway. Nathan sat there silence, thinking he should’ve crawled under the car instead of sitting there.

“I’m not drinking that,” Stella said, her usual cool face showing obvious distaste. She turned away, acting like she didn’t see the tumbler being offered. The hands holding it were slender, with a string of black prayer beads wrapped around the wrist.

Inside was beef stew, simmered for hours. Sebastian didn’t say anything and kept his hand

Still holding the thermos.

Stella’s expression was cold and impatient. She shot him a look and muttered, “Ugh, it’s going to be way too gamey.”

“It’s not.” Sebastian replied.

Nathan sat there, feeling totally invisible. He grumbled inwardly Seriously, is anyone even aware I’m still here?’

“Just drink some,” Sebastian said, his voice icy and emotionless. sounded more like a command than a request, as if he’d never said anything like this before.

“I’m not drinking it,” Stella shot back.

“Just one sip.” Sebastian said after a brief pause, lowering his demand.

Stella was getting annoyed, her brows knitting in irritation. “Just one sip?” she asked.

“Yeah,” Sebastian replied. With Nathan gaping in disbelief, Sebastian opened the tumbler, his gaze cool and knowing, and with an expressionless face, brought the spoon right up to her lips.

Nathan was floored, and he thought, ‘Seriously? Is Sebastian treating her like his own kid? Actually spoon-feeding her?”

Stella frowned and opened her mouth, bracing for the nasty, gamey taste of the beef. To her surprise, the stew was silky smooth and sweet. She found it surprisingly delicious, and all the cold annoyance inside her melted away.

“Go on,” Sebastian said to Nathan, though his eyes stayed fixed on Stella.

Nathan took a deep breath and said, “The plan was to use the Vitalis Pill instead of gold-needle acupuncture to stabilize Paul’s energy and life force through the danger zone. But now the pill is gone.”

“So now we have to find someone who can use a gold needle to prevent Paul’s energy from draining too quickly. But in all of Clusia, besides Paul himself, who else could pierce the top of the head with a single needle?” Nathan continued.

Nathan sighed, remarking that even doctors could not treat themselves. John, who was driving, glanced at Stella in the rearview mirror, his lips twitching as if he wanted to say something, but he remained silent.

“But my grandfather said Emily recommended someone for the job. Just no clue who it was,” Nathan muttered. Nathan sighed, glancing around the silent car. Not a single person bothered to answer his question.

“Is the Vitalis Pill really that special?” Stella said lazily, barely looking up, clearly not caring much about it.

“There’s only one of its kind in all of Clusia. Surely that makes it rare,” Nathan said, a smile of disbelief forming as her nonchalance irritated him.

Stella froze, spoon in hand. ‘The only one? Who decided that?’ she wondered, not buying it for a second.

Thanks to the city escort, the group reached the hospital in record time. Stella had just finished her beef stew, and her usually pale face finally showed a hint of healthy color.

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Chapter 50

The black Maybach pulled up to the hospital entrance. Cutside, Emily, dressed in a white coat, stood beside her teacher, Samuel and Nathan’s grandfather, Landden. There was also a familiar face among them.

It was Berry: Victor’s bodyguard. “Thanks for the ride tonight, A. Gray Henry said.

Sporting tanden approaching through the window, Nathan thanked Sebastian, pushed open the door, and hurried out to greet him.

Grandpa, Nathan called out, but before he could finish. Landengwept right past him at surprising speed and planted himself in front of the car. Nathan was left blinking in confusion

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