She Accepted Divorce He Panicked (Scarlett and Sebastian) novel Chapter 199

Sebastian’s POV

I had a million things to do, but I couldn’t leave the courthouse. Not when Scar was on trial.

I thought it would take an eternity, but it ended before I realized it.

And it didn’t end well.

It felt like I barely settled down on the bench outside the court before Damian came out. Almost as if he forgot something and he just came out for a quick grab. Before I could even ask, he shook his head.

How could he lose? He said he was confident! Even just going in there to wave a surrender would have taken longer!

“What happened?!”

“She...” Choakingly, Damian tried to squeeze some words out, “She pled guilty...”

“Then what was the point of you being there?! We need to make an appeal--”

“We can’t. It’s going to be a criminal charge, and there is little room to turn this around...” Damian stops talking, looking at a man striding toward us, and his look changes from surprise to fear, “Dad...”

Johnny Vanderbilt. King of the Vanderbilt Empire, which he built with Scar’s mom. It’s a bit surprised to see him here, because Damian didn’t dare tell him about any of this.

Slap!

Johnny Vanderbilt slapped Damian on the face, hard. Dmian’s teeth cut his lips, and blood slowly oozed out. He kept his head low, standing straight in front of Johnny Vanderbilt like a little boy who knew he had broken something valuable of the house. And his silver-haired father just stood there, looking at him with an expression less face, like Iustitia.

“Dad...you, you know...?” Damian couldn’t look his father in the eyes, not when he just delivered his long lost sister to the court guards to be imprisoned.

“I had to see your mother’s necklace on the newspaper to get a hint of the wind,” Johnny Vanderbilt said coldly.

“I wanted to tell you--”

“But you didn’t,” Johnny Vanderbilt cut off his son coldly, “Tell me it’s not because you wanted to judge whether your sister deserves the privileges you have been enjoying since your birth.”

Damian opened his mouth, only to utter no words.

A father knows his son best.

I knew Damian wanted to look into Jack Fuller’s deal, and I knew how Scar showed no interest of joining her family. Damian told me everything. But Johnny Vanderbilt saw through Damian like an open book, and he hit right in the bull’s eye.

“And you, the husband...I presume?” Johnny Vanderbilt turns to me, a cold glare in his august eyes, “Sebastian Knight. I knew your grandmother personally, and I respect her a lot. That’s the only reason why my fist is not landing on your face today.”

I wish he would.

“I hope you have no problem with me taking my granddaughter away?” Johnny Vanderbilt didn’t give me any room to answer any of his “questions”.

I darted my shocked look to Damian, and he shook his head.