The Hidden Empress Stripping Her Secrets After Divorce novel Chapter 413

Christian's face grew even paler.

Sebastian pressed on, "In the three years she spent with your family, do you have any idea how she treated you all? She took care of your grandfather, put up with your mother, and let your entire family treat her like invisible air. Did she ever utter a single complaint?"

Every word drove like a nail into Christian's chest.

"Now she's divorced, living her own life, having her own child. What right do you have to stand here and point fingers at her?"

Sebastian took another menacing step forward.

"What did you treat her as these past three years? A decoration? A tool? Are you entirely clueless?"

Christian was forced to take a step back.

Then another.

His back hit the wall, barely steadying him.

Miles rushed forward to support him, but Christian shoved him away.

Christian glared fiercely at Sebastian. His lips parted as if to speak, but only a suppressed, muffled groan escaped.

A drop of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth where his teeth had broken the skin.

He wiped it away, staring at the crimson smear on his palm.

—

Just then, Miles's phone suddenly rang.

The ringtone was deafening in the quiet corridor.

Miles instinctively glanced down at the screen.

In an instant, all the color drained from his face.

"Mr. Lancaster!" His voice cracked in panic. "It's bad! It's Piper!"

Christian's pupils contracted sharply.

He snatched the phone from Miles's hand and looked down.

On the screen was a message attached to a photo. In the picture, Piper was being held up by two men, her face twisted in terror against the backdrop of a dimly lit room.

Christian's expression shifted completely.

His hands began to shake.

He looked up, meeting Evelyn and Sebastian's gazes.

His lips parted as if to say something, but he only let out another suppressed groan.

More blood seeped from his bitten lip.

He wiped it away, glancing at the crimson on his hand.

Then he put the phone in his pocket and looked at Miles.

"Let's go."

The words were low, hoarse, yet carrying absolute resolve.

He turned, stumbling slightly as he headed for the elevator.

Miles quickly supported him.

The two men vanished behind the elevator doors.

—

The sound of the closing doors echoed down the hallway.

The sunlight remained warm, the paintings remained soft.

But everything that had just happened felt like a fleeting nightmare.

Sebastian stood frozen, staring at the elevator, his chest still heaving violently.

"Dammit," he cursed under his breath, his knuckles cracking. "You shouldn't have stopped me. I would've beaten him into the ground."

Evelyn looked at him, the corners of her mouth slowly curling upward.

"Didn't get enough of a beating earlier?" she teased lightly. "Want to go back for round two?"

Sebastian blinked.

He turned to look at her, meeting those smiling eyes.

Most of his simmering rage suddenly evaporated.

"I..." he started. "He was insulting you. I couldn't just take it."

Evelyn looked at him and said nothing.

But there was an unreadable emotion swirling in her eyes.

Her steady gaze made Sebastian's heart race nervously.

He stood there, awkward and entirely out of his element, like a child caught making a mistake.

Evelyn suddenly broke the silence.

"Don't you have anything you want to ask?"

Sebastian's heart skipped a beat.