Bonnie's palms were sweaty.
She tried to open Sebastian's phone.
But there are passwords.
A four-digit password is not complicated, so Bonnie is going to try it.
Perhaps after unlocking the code, she could find out who the woman really was.
But after trying several combinations, none of them worked.
When she was finally about to give up, her mind went spooky and she thought of her birthday.
Then tried and actually turned the phone on!
But her heart is not half-pleasant and happy, but instead she feels a deep irony.
How funny is it that Sebastian's cell phone password is his own birthday, yet he is still hiding other women out there.
The thought of this, Bonnie's heart can not stop the cold, each breath of air into the lungs are as if turned into a glass ballast, cut her blood, pain.
Her eyes were scarlet as she darted through her photo albums and address book, but found nothing.
Why not?
Could that person be mistaken?
But he clearly said Sebastian's name very clearly!
"What's up?" Sebastian pushed open the door to his office and walked in, his eyes holding a bit of doting underneath.
If it was before she received this call, Bonnie would have been overwhelmed by this bit of pampering.
But now she was a little chilled and faced the approaching Sebastian, taking several steps back to create a safe distance.
Sensing Bonnie's distancing, Sebastian stood still, his handsome brow unconsciously knitted, "What's wrong with you?"
Because of the excitement and anger, Eric's whole face was suffocated with red.
And seeing this reaction, Bonnie became a little sure that this might really be a mistake.
"Mrs. Grant, don't worry, this kind of intentional destruction of your relationship with Mr. Grant, but also want to blackmail Mr. Grant bad guys, I will definitely not let go." Eric loudly had to guarantee finished, and rushed out to investigate.
When he finds out about this son of a bitch, he must give him a good thrashing.
Even if the other party is a relative of Mr. Grant, it is also the same to beat!
And inside the office, Bonnie's tense nerves relaxed a little, pinching her coat, still a little uncomfortable.
That reaction she just had seemed slightly overreacted.
Each other silent for a while, Bonnie took the lead to break the deadlock, voice like a mosquito buzzing, "I'm sorry, I thought you ...... you really have a woman outside, so I just ...... "
"No need to be sorry," Sebastian's eyes twitched, but his tone was light and breezy, "as Mrs. Grant, you have the right and the right to be jealous."
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