The Coldest Man in the Room Melted Only for Me novel Chapter 439

The boss didn't expose him, and Pierce Landon continued to play dumb. It was clear that even if Pierce knew about Sebastian and Riley, he didn't dare cross Sebastian openly.

Franklin immediately pulled out his phone to call Zachary Chambers. Earlier, he had been afraid to escalate the situation, but now that Pierce's threat was neutralized, there was nothing left to hide. "Zach, get up to the second floor. Winona and Riley were drugged."

Over the line, the background noise of the party was drowned out by Zach's anxious voice. "What happened?"

"It's too much to explain over the phone. Just get up here."

Moments later, Zach rushed to the second floor, where Franklin was waiting by the door.

Zach entered the room and paled when he saw the blood dripping from Sebastian's hand onto the floor. "What happened to your hand?"

"It's just a scratch. I'm fine." Sebastian lifted his chin, gesturing to Riley on the bed. "Check on her first."

Zach leaned over to examine Riley. After a brief check, he found no other issues aside from her deep slumber. He tried shaking her gently. Her eyelids fluttered, and a few seconds later, she slowly opened them, though her gaze was still unfocused. "She's fine. She'll be fully awake in a bit."

Franklin quickly urged, "Come check on Winona in the next room."

Zach followed Franklin next door.

Sebastian sat on the edge of the bed, gazing at a groggy Riley. "How are you feeling?" he asked softly.

Riley's head throbbed. She wasn't entirely lucid yet and struggled to find her voice. "What... happened to me?"

"Someone set you up, but you're safe now."

Seeing the crowd, Franklin knew this was bad. There was no sweeping tonight's incident under the rug. He cast a worried glance at Sebastian, only to see the man's lips pressed in a calm line, completely unfazed.

Truly the boss. He would never be able to learn that level of unflappable composure in his lifetime.

Montgomery walked over, spotting the blood. He gasped. "Sebastian, why is your hand bleeding?"

"Just a minor cut," Sebastian said dismissively, his gaze sweeping over the group. "Why did you all come up?"

Montgomery replied, "Barnaby was tired and wanted to rest. The others wanted to take a break too, so I brought them along."

Barnaby scrutinized Sebastian for a couple of seconds but found nothing amiss. His nephew had always been unreadable. His eyes shifted to the door, which bore a clear footprint and was noticeably busted. Frowning, he asked, "Why is the door kicked in? What happened here?"