âProtect me? Sebastian, do you dare say that you didnât make any contingency plans if she were to
flee?â
At Sashaâs accusation, the man finally went silent without any retort.
Well, I naturally did so since it was a great threat to me. I couldnât possibly do nothing in case she
couldnât handle this matter well, no? And anyhow, I gave her the opportunity to do things her way, didnât
I?
Anger began to bubble within Sebastian. âYes, youâre right in that I indeed had a contingency plan.
However, I already gave you leave to handle the matter, so I wouldnât interfere before you were done.â
âWho would believe that?â
âWhat did you just say?â The manâs gaze suddenly turned exceedingly menacing. He almost went
ballistic from her distrust and refusal to believe his words. âWhy donât you repeat that, Sasha?â
âFine by me. The facts are right before our eyes now. Xenia is dead, and she died at the hands of
someone affiliated with you. Youâve admitted to it as well, so who else killed her if not you? Also, even if
it wasnât you, it must certainly be someone from the Hayes family. Back then, your father wanted to
âeliminateâ the only survivor from my family, so he tricked me into marrying you when I was eighteen
years old. And after the Emmanuel familyâs birthday party, he wanted to confine me to Hayes
residence. Is there anything the two of you wouldnât do? Well? Spit it out, then!â Sasha shrieked
hysterically in her car with tears streaming down her face.
In that moment, she truly looked like a lunatic.
After all, she was utterly devastated to the point that she could see no hope anymore.
Meanwhile, Sebastian went entirely mum.
The color drained from his handsome countenance bit by bit. As he stared intently at her complete
breakdown, his stoic heart finally started to crumble slowly.
What? She even knows about that? Who told her? No, thatâs not important anymore. The thing is, her
allegation might be true since my father is definitely the kind of person who has no qualms doing
something like that!
âNo, Sasha, would you please listen to me first?â He started panicking and yanked at the car door to
swing it open so that he could forcefully carry the woman out.
However, Sasha, who was already in a state of total breakdown, lost it completely.
âI hate you, Sebastian Hayes! Look what my life has become because of you! I only wronged you once
when I was a child who didnât know better, yet Iâve been reduced to this sorry state! I ruined the Wand
family, and now, Iâve also destroyed the Blackwood family! Why must you do this to me, Sebastian
Hayes?â
She seemingly bellowed out his name with all the anguish in the world.
Sebastianâs hands shook, and the panic within him was so intense that he couldnât quite breathe. He
clutched the car door with all his might and beseeched her in a humble voice that he had never once
used in his entire life.
âYes, itâs all my fault. I apologize, so please unlock the car door first, okay? Listen to me.â
He truly started to coax her as though cajoling a child.
Alas, the woman who had waited for him for years on end would never listen to him anymore. Screwing
her eyes shut in the car, she then floored the gas pedal.
In the blink of an eye, the car shot away.
âCome back, Sasha Wand!â Sebastian roared at the top of his lungs from the back, his eyes blazing
with rage.
Nonetheless, all that greeted him in return was the cloud of exhaust and the swiftly disappearing back
of the car.
Right that moment, the woman was truly determined not to give him any quarter.
Meanwhile, when Frederick learned of the news at Hayes residence, he was so shocked that he
instantly shot up from the bed.
âWho did you say is dead?â
âItâs Jackson Blackwoodâs daughter, Mr. Hayes. His wife, Sharon Goldstein, claimed that she witnessed
her daughter dying at the hands of a man sent by Mr. Sebastian. As such, Mr. Sebastian and Ms. Wand
are again at odds.â
Tim narrated the entire incident without holding back anything.
After hearing that, Frederickâs expression darkened at once. âIs he a fool? Why did he do such a thing
when he wants to live the rest of his life with that girl?â
He was so anxious that he scrambled out of bed to personally make a trip to the hospital.
But at that precise moment, a figure abruptly barged in from outside. When the person reached the
door, he kicked it open with a bang regardless of the people trying to hold him back. Then, he stumbled
in.
âFrederick Hayes! Come out, Frederick!â the person howled like a beast, shattering the silence of the
night.
In no time, everyone in Hayes residence was alerted to the commotion.
Timâs expression changed as well.
Isnât that Mr. Sebastian? Why is he suddenly here? Furthermore, he actually showed such disrespect
by addressing Mr. Hayes by name? Jeez, has he lost his mind?
Tim immediately rushed over to stop him, but Frederick had already made his way over by then. He
was infuriated to hear someone bellowing his name, so he charged over on his cane.
âWhat are you doing, Sebastian Hayes? Have you gone mad with excessive drinking?â
âYouâre saying that Iâm mad? Thatâs my line! Have you gone mad? Why did you kill her? Have you
gotten addicted to the thrill of killing? You simply canât rest easy without having someone dying at your
hands every day, huh?â
The man whose eyes were bloodshot seemed a tad manic. He pounced and grabbed Frederick by the
collar before roaring, his face pale.
His appearance right then was horrifying, to say the least.
Discerning that something was amiss, Frederick promptly grabbed his wrist. âWho did I kill? Get ahold
of yourself, Sebastian! What on earth are you saying?â