“Brandon? Are you awake? It’s time to go pick Lance up.”
No one spoke.
Sasha knocked on the door for quite some time before she heard a groggy voice saying, “Got it.”
Sasha didn’t leave until she heard his reply.
When it came to Lance, Sasha’s plan went as follows. He was willing to follow her lead, so she will make him begin as her assistant. She planned on making a killing in the finance industry, then had Lance manage the money she made.
I heard that the kid majored in accounting when he was in university.
Brandon left the house an hour later.
To his surprise, someone blocked the road while he was on his way over.
“Holy f*ck, when did you get here? Darn it, we’re already ridiculously careful at covering our tracks. How did you find us so quickly? Do you have super hearing or something?”
Brandon cussed aloud as soon as he saw who the person was.
Sebastian scoffed. He didn’t say anything. Instead, he flicked his finger and got several men in black to show up behind him. They rushed toward Brandon immediately after.
F*ck! He’s not going to kill me, is he?
Brandon was frightened. He opened the door to his car, got out, and admitted defeat right away. “My dear, sweet cousin, w-what are you doing? I-I’ve never done anything to hurt you before.”
“You kidnapped my wife. Does that not count as hurting me?”
“What? She’s your wife? No way! She’s just your ex-wife,” complained Brandon aloud. He refused to accept the fake crime that was forced onto him.
The part that got Brandon utterly hopeless, however, was when Sebastian toss him a booklet after hearing his protest.
“Take a good, long look at the valid marriage certificate. Is she my ex-wife?”
Brandon could no longer speak. His handsome face instantly lost its colors, and it was as if someone had sucked the life out of him.
They’re married? Then w-why would he treat her like that? Does he not know how much she had sacrificed for him?
Brandon’s eyes reddened with tears. He recalled that fateful night when Sasha went to look for him. She looked drained and sorrowful. A sharp pain tugged at Brandon’s heart upon recalling that memory, and immense fury rose.
“Fine, so she’s not your ex-wife, but that doesn’t mean you get to treat her like this. She is a human being. She’s not an inanimate object that has no feelings! What gives you the right to hurt her repeatedly?”
Sebastian was speechless.
He narrowed his eyes and scanned the man, who roared and scolded him.
If I am right, this cousin of mine has finally lost his last brain cell. How dare he fall for my wife?
Sebastian walked over and hovered over Brandon. The former wasn’t angry, but his handsome face exuded a chilly aura that told the latter to back off.
“That was just a misunderstanding. I came to talk to her to solve the issue.”
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