The Hidden Empress Stripping Her Secrets After Divorce novel Chapter 493

Desmond nodded. "Understood. I'll await your orders."

The others logged off one by one, their video feeds winking out until only Desmond remained on the screen. He looked at Sebastian, hesitating for a moment.

"Boss, how are things going with Dr. Sullivan?"

Sebastian looked at him. "How do you know about that?"

Desmond laughed. "Who in the company doesn't know? You chased Charles's granddaughter all the way to Paris, made a very public proposal, and declared that if you have kids, they'll take their mother's last name, and that all your assets belong to her. That's a massive shift from the guy in college who rejected every single girl who looked his way."

Sebastian didn't say a word, but the tips of his ears turned slightly red.

Desmond dropped the smile. "Boss, did you get those bruises fighting for her?"

Sebastian didn't deny it.

Desmond sighed. "Just take care of yourself, alright? Don't get yourself killed. I really don't want to break in a new boss."

He disconnected. The screen went black, and silence filled the study. Sebastian leaned back in his chair, staring up at the ceiling. He stood up and walked over to the window. It was fully dark outside, the garden lights casting a warm glow, the faint sound of the fountain trickling through the glass. He checked the time; it was time to go down and check on the soup.

The kitchen lights were on. A low flame flickered under a clay pot on the stove, filling the room with the rich aroma of chicken soup. Felton stood nearby. Seeing him enter, the older man offered a slight bow. "Mr. Thorne, the soup needs to simmer a little longer. Evelyn just fell asleep; it will be perfect by the time she wakes up."