The Hidden Empress Stripping Her Secrets After Divorce novel Chapter 542

The overwhelming buzz from the proposal had finally begun to settle. It was 3:00 PM the next day at the Shangri-La Paris.

Sebastian and Evelyn sat side by side on the plush sofa, two cups of coffee resting on the table before them. Sebastian's phone buzzed. He picked it up; it was a text from Julian St. Claire.

[I'm here. Downstairs.]

Sebastian quickly replied: [Come up. Suite 1818.]

A single word came back: [Alright.]

Evelyn glanced over at him. "Is he here?"

"Yeah." Sebastian set his phone down. "Said he's in the lobby."

Evelyn took a sip of her coffee. "Do you think he actually found something this time?"

Sebastian shook his head. "He didn't say. He just insisted on talking face-to-face."

A few minutes later, the doorbell chimed. Sebastian opened the door to find Julian standing in the hallway, wearing a sharp, dark gray overcoat and clutching a leather briefcase. Seeing Sebastian, a faint smirk touched Julian's lips.

"Congratulations, Mr. Thorne."

Sebastian stepped aside to let him in. "For what?"

Julian walked into the suite, tossing his briefcase onto the coffee table. "The proposal. The entire world watched it. The Eiffel Tower going dark for you, an armada of drones, and fireworks designed by an Olympic team. Honestly, how are the rest of us supposed to compete with that?"

The tips of Sebastian's ears burned slightly. "Get to the point."

Julian chuckled, taking a seat on the adjacent armchair. He offered Evelyn a polite nod. "Congratulations, Dr. Sullivan."