Sebastian's face was a study in displeasure after being abruptly hung up on. If Stephanie had just sweet-talked him a bit, hadn't spoken with such a temper, he would have gone to her anyway.
Stephanie really had become too spoiled.
She'd flown off the handle before they could even finish their conversation.
"Mr. Sebastian, aren't you heading out yet?" Martin suddenly popped his head into the office.
"Have you figured out who's backing Yolanda?"
"No news yet."
Sebastian's eyes darkened slightly as he said, "Whoever it is, I want her at the hospital, apologizing to Gracie and Max right now! Otherwise, she'll have to deal with the consequences!"
Martin, surprised, said, "Mr. Sebastian, we don't have any proof that Yolanda was behind that incident."
"Well, she's been pinned with it now."
He needed an out—a way to save face.
Stephanie was ticked off.
Though perplexed, Martin did as instructed.
Once Yolanda realized who Martin was, she explained herself politely over the phone, "Martin. you have to make it clear to President Ingram, I didn't have anything to do with what happened to Gracie. I went straight home that day. We just had a bit of a spat in the lounge. If I need to apologize in person, I can do that."
Martin replied coolly, "Then please, Yolanda, make your way to the hospital now. Mr. Sebastian will be there shortly."
Yolanda knew she couldn't avoid this trip.
She wondered, what had Sebastian found out now?
Inside, she regretted ever crossing Stephanie that night.
If her secret backer was exposed, she couldn't fathom the fallout.
She hoped that day would never come.
Sebastian was quick on his feet, quicker than Stephanie.
After all, the Skyline Corporation was closer to the hospital.
For Stephanie's crew, the drive to the hospital would take an hour and a half.
By the time she arrived, the room was crowded.
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