"Where are you? Someone urgently needs to see you." Rosalie's weak voice came over the phone.Sebastian frowned. "Who wants to see me?""Me." It was Sandra's voice.Sebastian was startled. He smiled and said, "Oh, Sandra. I'm on the way back. Please wait for a while.""Alright. See you later," Sandra said and handed the phone back to Rosalie.Rosalie chatted for a while with Sebastian before hanging up.…"Oh, Mr. Ballard's back!" Sandra got up quickly to greet him when she saw him push the door open and enter."Sandra? Why didn't Harold come with you?" Sebastian went over to her."Our company is holding an auction tomorrow, so I came specially to invite you as our esteemed guest," Sandra said, chuckling."An auction?" Sebastian frowned. He had never been interested in antiques, and he wasn't keen on auctions, either."My father said that I had to invite you to come no matter what, so please don't let me down." Noticing that Sebastian was about to refuse, Sandra hastily ment
Sebastian couldn't help frowning. He hadn't expected Bianca to be so ruthless. She had aimed to incapacitate Rose with just one move."Mr. Ballard, there's probably nothing that can be done about my wounds, is there? I'll probably end up losing all the results of my training, right?" Rose asked, looking very calm.Sebastian nodded slightly and said, "That's right. If you hadn't met me, you would end up as a cripple."He took out an energy replenishing pill from the Sky Devouring Bottle and gave it to Rose. "Although this energy replenishing pill can stabilize your wounds for the time being, you must not use your vital energy for seven days," he said seriously. He added, "Otherwise, the consequences will be dire. If there's nothing important you have to do, you can stay here for a while and leave when you've recovered." Sebastian instructed the staff to prepare a small room for Rose in the Moonlyte Club so that she could stay and recuperate.…The next day, Sebastian rushed to
"Oh? You're not joking around with me, are you, Mr. Sutton? What kind of consultant could I be?"Cyrus wasn't an idiot. He didn't know anything about managing a business at all. How could he be a consultant?"You're a rare talent, Mr. Torenby. If we can get your help, we'll get a green light all the way, right?" Ryder was making things up with a straight face.It wasn't true at all. Ryder wanted to use Cyrus to go against Sebastian with him, as Sebastian had so many connections in Steinberg."Well, you certainly have good taste." Cyrus was gleeful. Sunway was full of his father's old employees, and he was sure that there was nobody more suitable than him in terms of his network of connections."However, I'm uncertain about whether or not I can continue leading Frostwave Corporation," Ryder said, looking sad. "What? Is someone competing with you for the position?" Cyrus asked, frowning."Well, no. It's just that there are some people who don't want me to stay in Frostwave Corpora
"I was sitting here the entire time, and I didn't move. How could I have bumped into him?" Sebastian asked calmly."How dare you try and make excuses?" Cyrus yelled, pointing at Sebastian."What's wrong? What's happening?" A middle-aged man in a black suit rushed over."Mr. Chestwood, there's been a little conflict. We're dealing with it," the leader of the security guards said to the middle-aged man, whose name was Corey Chestwood. "What's the conflict about?" Corey walked forward and bowed immediately when he saw that it was Cyrus. "Oh, it's Mr. Torenby! My apologies for the disrespect."Cyrus looked sideways at Corey and said, "Mr. Chestwood, he bumped into me and spilled my red wine. It splashed all over me! Tell me what you're going to do about it."Corey turned to Sebastian and said, "Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Torenby!"Sebastian frowned and said, "How can I bump into anyone when I was just sitting here?""Don't talk nonsense! If you kneel and apologize to me right n
"Dad, this guy doesn't even have an invitation. I was telling the security guards to kick him out," Cyrus said, pointing to Sebastian."What are you standing there for? Kick him out!" Glen said, looking impatient.Since Glen had said so, Corey was even more impolite to Sebastian. He pointed at the door and said loudly, "I'm asking you to leave right now!""I just hope you don't regret it," Sebastian said. He got up and walked out."Pfft! What the hell was that?" Cyrus spat at Sebastian's back. Sebastian had just reached the elevators when Dexter, Harold, and an old man walked out. "Sebastian, where are you going? The auction is about to start," Harold said in confusion."There's a manager in there called Mr. Chestwood who doesn't seem to want me around. He asked me to leave at once, so I thought I'd better go," Sebastian said, smiling widely."What?" Harold was furious. He yelled at the door, "Where's the person in charge today? Get over here right now!"He was Dexter's son-
Dexter frowned impatiently.The security guards hastily towed Corey into the stairwell. Right after that, there was the sound of someone screaming. "You, get over here!" Harold pointed at the middle-aged, fat man. "Mr. Tennyson!" The fat, middle-aged man had gone pale with fright. Corey had just been dragged out, and he was one of the top executives of their security company. They had just broken his legs without any hesitation! They were ruthless. He had no allies or support at all. Even if Harold decided to slaughter him, he could not do anything about it. "Get Glen and his son Cyrus out of here! Tell them to get lost!" Harold yelled angrily. "Yes, sir!" The fat, middle-aged man nodded quickly. He waved his hand, and over a dozen security guards rushed into the hall. He pointed at Glen and Cyrus and shouted furiously, "Get these two assholes out of here!Meanwhile, Cyrus was showing off gleefully to Ryder."Mr. Sutton, why would you be afraid of Sebastian? I showed him
Glen only had the guts to yell at Harold, but not Dexter. Everyone knew how ruthless and cruel the head of the Coltrane family could be."I told you two to get lost right now!" Dexter boomed.Everyone present was frightened into silence once more.Dexter hadn't lost his temper in public for close to 20 years, but he was in such a rage that day that the Torenbys were doomed. They wouldn't be able to survive in Sunway again."Mr. Coltrane Senior… I…""They told you to get lost. Didn't you hear them?" Sebastian asked. He was grinning and standing at the back. "You?" Glen immediately made the connection. He turned and started pummeling Cyrus viciously."Throw them out!" Dexter ordered impatiently. Over a dozen security guards converged on the Torenbys and dragged them out. Ryder was huddled in a corner, shocked at what he had seen. He hadn't expected Dexter to also take Sebastian's side.However, as soon as he lowered his head, Harold grabbed him by the collar and slapped him se
Dexter had only just sat down when the host walked onto the stage and said loudly, "To all our respected friends and guests. The auction will now officially begin."The audience burst into a roar of applause, and Sebastian clapped along obligingly once or twice."Now, let us welcome the first item for auction today. The King's Son."As soon as the host had finished, a young lady opened a red wooden box. She took out a rolled-up painting from inside and spread it out in front of everyone."Oh, it really does have the authentic flair of Basil!""How exquisite!""As expected of a master's work!"The crowd cried out in surprise. The appearance of the painting had pushed the auction to its climax."Starting at 20 million!""30 million!""35 million!""36 million!"The bids rang out among the audience. Dexter frowned and said to Emmanuel, "Mr. Carthen, how much do you think this painting is worth?"Emmanuel leaned back in his seat, looking triumphant as he said, "I think this pa