"So what? At least I'm not in the wrong! Unlike you," Whitney grumbled.Sebastian frowned but didn't respond.Just then, Rosalie walked over. She was slightly stunned to see Whitney there as well, and she asked, "Ms. Sutton, are you here for dinner too?"As she spoke, she walked over to Sebastian and clutched at his arm. She then shot a smile at a pale-looking Whitney and said, "Ms. Sutton, I'll go in with Sebastian first. Enjoy your dinner with your friend!"After that, she dragged Sebastian into the cabaret before Whitney could even answer.Whitney huffed and stomped her feet in annoyance. Watching Sebastian and Rosalie walk into the cabaret together gave her a stuffy feeling in her chest.Just then, Theresa had also parked the car and walked toward Whitney with confident strides. She raised an eyebrow as she asked, "Who was that just now?""No one important. Let's go," Whitney replied coldly."Alright then," Theresa said, and the two women linked arms before they walked into
Theresa stood behind the both of them with her arms crossed before her chest as she asked them coldly. Sebastian turned to face the woman behind him and asked in confusion, "Do we know each other?"Theresa smiled mildly. "I'm Whitney's best friend from childhood, Theresa Livington. I was studying overseas four years ago, so I couldn't attend her wedding."Best friend?Sebastian frowned. Whitney had never mentioned Theresa before."Is there something wrong then, Ms. Livington?" Sebastian asked.Theresa scanned Sebastian critically before she said haughtily, "Three years ago, I had wondered who Whitney had married. She was always telling me how handsome and capable her husband was. However, I see now that you're not that special after all."Sebastian frowned but still flashed Theresa a smile. "If this is all you wanted to say, then there's no need to continue. Whitney and I are already divorced," he said.Theresa gave him a serene smile as she replied, "Even if the both of you
It was just that Theresa had indeed gone a bit too far with her words just now. She never said that her three-year marriage to Sebastian was a stain on her life.Sebastian's gaze was frosty as he let out a mocking chuckle. "Ms. Sutton, if there's anything you need to tell me in the future, please just tell it to me directly. There's no need for you to trouble your best friend to humiliate me," he said."Sebastian… It was all just a misunderstanding…" Whitney started, desperate to explain herself, but she was cut off by Sebastian's scoff.He then deliberately turned to look at Theresa before locking eyes with Whitney again.The meaning behind his look was clear. How could this possibly be a misunderstanding? Did she really want him to believe that everything Theresa said was of her own accord?"Ms. Sutton, I've never wanted to fight with you, but if you keep forcing my hand, I will not hesitate to retaliate," he informed her coldly.Whitney paled at that, and Theresa walked
Theresa was extremely excited.Anyone who could develop a prescription like this must be an absolute genius!If this prescription was discovered by research institutions abroad, it would certainly create an uproar in the medical world!Whitney looked embarrassed and wondered if she should tell Theresa the truth. After all, Theresa had just insulted Sebastian to his face half an hour ago at the cabaret.What would Theresa think if she knew that Sebastian was the one who had made this prescription?After hesitating for a while, Whitney smiled lightly. "It's nothing. This prescription was made through the joint efforts of the research department at my company."Theresa was disappointed when she heard this. It had been a collaborative effort, then. However, it was enough to prove that Whitney's research team was outstanding. "Theresa, is there anything wrong with the prescription?" Whitney was more concerned about that. This prescription had to be used with Sebastian's acupunctur
"I believe in you! Keep it up!"Rosalie ran off without knowing whether or not Sebastian had heard her.Sebastian turned in surprise. He smiled exasperatedly as he watched the car's tail lights recede into the distance. Compared to Whitney, Rosalie was a lot more naive and endearing. Besides, she reminded him of how unconditionally Whitney had trusted in him three years ago. Sebastian exhaled, feeling like his mind was crowded with thoughts. As he was bored, he thought of what Whitney had accused him of that morning. After some thought, he opened Twitter and searched for the account "Aloof Snow". It was definitely Rosalie.She had more than 100 thousand followers, which was a pretty high number.She didn't update much, and there were only about four or five tweets in total. They were mostly pictures of herself that she'd taken while traveling, and all the comments below were from beautiful women. The most recent tweet was about the "Arctic Snow Mask", and it had been post
Very soon, his tweet began trending, boosted by an invisible burst of power. It wasn't Sebastian's intention, but unfortunately, Crestborne Good Doctors was a very popular topic. There was also someone making mischief behind the scenes, which pushed the tweet to the top three trends.It created a huge amount of discussion. At the same time, Fergus was sitting in a private room at a nightclub. There was raucous music and gyrating, pretty girls. He was surrounded by his drinking buddies. He was holding his phone with an evil smirk on his face, looking satisfied at how successful his scheme had been. He sent a message to a Twitter user. "Good work! Continue creating buzz for this, and make sure to tarnish Sebastian's name!"He then added, "Also, make sure to elevate the image of Whitney as an independent female CEO! I have a few photos here. One is of Whitney looking like a strong, independent woman, and the other is of Sebastian flirting around with other women after abandoni
The next morning, Sebastian rose early and started work. Suddenly, there was the loud roar of a car engine.A Porsche 911 drove up. Rosalie got out of the car. She was dressed in casual sportswear and looked youthful and attractive."What are you doing here?" Sebastian asked, his brow furrowed.Rosalie laughed. "I'm here because I want to see you about something.""What is it?" Sebastian asked. "The first round of the district competition is going to start next week. There will be people from Crestborne Good Doctors recording the entire thing. How are things going with you? Do you need me to help you arrange your order of appearance?"For this sort of competition, especially if it was a recording for a TV show, the order of appearance was very important.It would directly influence the marks given by the mentors. Sebastian didn't really mind. He was drawing a protective charm while fiddling with his mirror of symbols. He said absently, "It doesn't matter which order I a
Roberto frowned slightly. He opened his mouth and said, "The contest rules do not state that contestants aren't allowed to formulate their own prescription. "However, Ms. Griffin, if Sebastian insists on formulating his own description, then our mentors will be even more strict in their evaluation and scoring. "I hope that you can let Sebastian know about this, and that he won't be too self-assured. He shouldn't dream about becoming popular overnight."Traditional medicine emphasizes focused research. Don't try to attract attention and popularity like they do in the entertainment industry," he warned. This was sound advice from Roberto.Roberto approved of Sebastian's skills in medicine, but he didn't agree with what Sebastian was planning to do.It was very dangerous to formulate one's own prescription in a professional competition like this one. Firstly, the prescription had to be approved by the mentors. Secondly, the efficacy of the prescription had to be stronger than t
From how pale Sebastian was, Bryson deduced that he must be very sick or extremely weak. He even felt that fighting against Sebastian would be an insult.Although he wasn't the top fighter in the Lynch family, he was still one of the best ones. There was no honor in winning against a sick person."I'm going to give you the same words," Sebastian said, smiling widely."Mr. Lynch, he's actually very powerful. I don't think that Bryson will be a match for him. Why don't you let them attack together?"Jayden had seen Sebastian fight before. Although he could see that Sebastian looked unwell, he was still an expert. It would be better to be more wary. Colton rolled his eyes at Jayden. He knew Bryson's skill level. How could an expert who was at the eighth level of the Energy Refining Technique lose against a sick man?Sebastian looked so frail that he was sure to be knocked out as soon as they started fighting. Plus, the number of people in the whole of Acorn City who could last more
Colton nodded slightly and patted Cliff on the shoulder. He turned and said to Sebastian, "You heard him. He's one of our men. Therefore, you can't take that with you, but you won't make too much of a loss. Here's a check for 500 thousand dollars. Hand that emerald buckle over!"Colton was clearly not going to give Sebastian a choice in the matter. He was used to doing whatever he pleased by relying on his family's influence. Besides, they were also on very good terms with the local Martial Arts Court. He couldn't use his family's connections for the grudge between Jayden and Sebastian, but he would have ample reason to use the Lynches' influence for a priceless emerald buckle.There always had to be a legitimate reason. Clearly, Colton was smarter than Jayden. "I'm not interested in your check, and I'm not going to give it to you either!" Sebastian answered coldly without even glancing at the check.Colton looked thoughtfully at Sebastian and clasped his hands behind his back.
Sebastian had just walked out of the antiques street and had held out his hand to flag down a cab when a middle-aged man in black training clothes walked over to him. The man held out a hand to block Sebastian and Unus' path."Stop!" Sebastian glanced at the middle-aged man and asked, "And what can I do for you?""Mr. Lynch wants to see you. Come with me!" the middle-aged man said icily."Mr. Lynch? Who the hell is that?" Sebastian asked sardonically, sneering. "It's Colton Lynch, and you better remember it!"Sebastian heard a clear, crisp voice. Two young men walked over to him, one walking slightly in front of the other.There was a young man in a branded suit next to the first one. Sebastian couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw the young man next to Colton. It was Jayden, his old friend from Sartvale.Sebastian had never expected to meet Jayden Acorn City. Now that he thought about it, Jayden still owed him a life. If Sebastian hadn't shown mercy to him, the flowers
The old man nodded slightly and said, "That's right. My name is Solomon Jackman. If you think things through, you can come to Townsend Clinic. We can discuss the price!"Solomon bowed to Sebastian before squeezing out of the crowd. Cliff's eyes reddened as he watched Solomon leave. Solomon was a prominent figure in Acorn City. Not only did he have exceptional medical skills, he was also skilled in martial arts. However, neither of those were Solomon's true specialty. What he was most skilled at was antique appraisal! Any antique that Solomon appraised was sure to be a treasure among treasures.Noticing Sebastian and Unus turning to walk away, Cliff immediately became agitated. "Stop!" he shouted.Sebastian turned to glance at him and said, "A deal's a deal. No returns or refunds. You said that yourself. It's the rule of the antique industry!"Cliff ignored all of that. He came out from behind his stall and grabbed Sebastian's sleeve. "I'm not going to sell that emerald pendan
"I don't think that you've seen the original form of this emerald pendant, either," Sebastian said, smiling coldly at Cliff. Cliff looked disdainfully at him. He felt that Sebastian was just unhappy about being tricked and was trying to provoke him. "Stop putting on that mysterious act. Why wouldn't I know about something that belongs to me?" Cliff demanded with a scoff. "You might really not know," Sebastian replied. He closed his palm slightly and exerted a slight force. The layer of stone on top of the emerald pendant peeled off. While everyone looked on, dumbstruck, Sebastian opened his palm once more. The crowd gasped.There were two clouds of energy on the emerald pendant, chasing each other like a pair of fish. One was black, while the other was red. The emerald pendant had been square-shaped originally, but it had now become a round emerald buckle. In the middle of it, a pale yellow energy was rising slowly. Everyone cried out in shock. It was clearly a rare trea
Some people just didn't know what was good for them. Even if Cliff had wanted to laugh, he should have waited for Sebastian to leave before doing so. How could he call a buyer a fool while they were still there?"It may be a little crude, my young friend, but it doesn't change the fact that you were hoodwinked!" Cliff said, guffawing gleefully.Since Sebastian had already paid, he could no longer take it back. After all, it was a rule never to accept returns or refunds. When Cliff thought of how he had charged Sebastian more than ten thousand for something that had only cost him about 300 to 400 dollars, he became even more smug. "You'll just have to bear with it, my young friend. Not regretting your purchase is the rule of the antique industry. Even if you've now found out that you were deceived, you can't get your money back!""That's right. The work on the emerald pendant that you're holding is so shoddy that it was clearly just done last week. It's a new item!" "Watch out
Sebastian laughed at the reluctant expression on the stall owner's face. He weighed the emerald pendant in his hand and asked, "Mister, are you sure that this emerald pendant is worth 210 thousand?"With that, he tossed it onto the counter and turned to leave."Huh?"The stall owner immediately ran around to the front of the stall when he saw that Sebastian was about to leave. He grabbed him and said, "Don't be in such a rush to leave, my young friend. Let's negotiate. If you're sincere about buying it, I'll sell it to you at 150 thousand, and I'll be making a loss. Let this be the start of a friendship between us!"Sebastian smiled slightly and said, "Mister, even a layman can tell that this emerald pendant is a fake. I just like the patterns on it because it's quite trendy. That's why I asked about it on a whim."Describing the patterns on the antique as trendy only served to show how obvious it was that it was a fake.The stall owner turned beet red, then white. He cursed hi
However, the more famous something was, the more imitations there would be. Antiques were no exception. In Boren, streets filled with antique stores were abundant. From Klane City to the smallest town, they were omnipresent.There were stores and stalls of various kinds that had everything, but all of them had one thing in common. All the antiques and trinkets that they sold were a mixed bag of authentic and fake. Buyers had to rely on their own judgment. There was also an unspoken rule there. Once a deal was made, no returns were allowed. If a buyer had paid for an item before realizing that something was wrong or recognizing that it was a fake, they would have no choice but to accept it. There was a saying about how the golden age of antiques was during times of chaos. Although they were now in times of peace, many members of the upper class were still very interested in them. Both experts and laymen liked to have a few collector's items in their homes. There were plenty of we
"Watch him closely! If you lose him, I'll have your head!" Anton said before hanging up. A malicious grin spread across his face.As the son of the head director of Boren Martial Arts Court, many were eager to curry favor with him. If it came to dealing with Sebastian, there were plenty of people willing to do the dirty work for him. Acorn City was the second largest city in Boren after Klane City, and Anton knew just who to call. About two weeks ago, the Lynch family of Acorn City had sent gifts to him. However, as the Lynches were a third-rate elite martial arts family, Anton had dismissed them. That was why, despite searching frantically, he couldn't find Colton Lynch's name card."Damn it! Where did that asshole's name card get to?"It was the first time Anton had been so anxious about finding the name card of an heir from a third-rate family. After rummaging around for a while, Anton had a sudden flash of inspiration. It was in the trash can!He suddenly remembered that