He didn’t really believe what she said. He knew all along about how Heather was the one who raised Solomon.
However, he never knew that the j*rk, Solomon, had a past with Sasha.
Sebastian met Sasha when he was five, and their fates were intertwined ever since. However, Solomon met Sasha around the same time, and that guy got to know Sasha too.
Hence, Sebastian would have to be insane to like Solomon.
Thinking about that got him to seem even grouchier. He challenged, “How is your dad so certain? Your mom never had Solomon by her side when she raised him, so how would your dad know what Solomon is really like?”
Sasha couldn’t answer that.
Hence, she stopped talking entirely. She broke free of him and buried herself back under the blanket.
That was probably the best option for her because the more she spoke, the more likely it was that she would make a mistake.
As suspected, Sebastian changed his stance when he saw her hiding away like that. He put his grouchy expression aside and suppressed his emotions.
“It’s fine. Don’t be sad. You can talk to your dad tomorrow and tell him that I won’t hurt Solomon.”
“Really?”
Sasha immediately popped her head out of the blanket. She stared at him in astonishment.
Sebastian saw that. The anger he had just suppressed came running again, and he complained, “You’re that happy about me letting him go, huh?”
“N-no, that’s not it. I’m only happy for my dad. The truth is, I think he’s asking us to let Solomon go because of my mom.”
“Your mom?”
“Yeah, he was cleaning the house when he suddenly mentioned my mom. He even stayed in the room they shared for a long while. When he finally left the room, he talked to me about Solomon. My guess is that my dad doesn’t want Solomon to die because my mom was the one who raised him. That is why he wants to give Solomon a shot at redemption. He’s doing it in honor of my mom,” lied Sasha with a straight face on as her eyes turned teary.
She was the only one who knew just how nervous and guilty she felt when she uttered those words.
I’m sorry, Sebby. Please forgive me for lying like this. I don’t want that woman to destroy your life, and I definitely don’t want you to get hurt. Please forgive me.
Fortunately, Sebastian never suspected her as he believed every word she said.
“Okay, I’ll let my people set him free tomorrow. Still, he has to pay for what he did or I won’t be able to answer to my dad.”
“Okay, I’ll follow your lead, Sebby.”
Sasha was instantly delighted.
She crawled back into his embrace and draped her arms around him. It was as if she wanted to melt into him.
That night, they both slept well.
The next day.
Sasha was alone when she woke up on the following morning.
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