Madly Yours (Nora Reed) novel Chapter 600

"Yeah, that's it."

"Damn it!"

Grant couldn't help but swear. "You went through all that trouble just to draw a picture of a twelve-year-old? Isn't the Fairchild heiress around twenty-seven by now? They say girls change drastically as they grow up. With such a huge gap, where the hell are you supposed to find her?"

Arthur pressed his lips together and said nothing.

Sebastian let out a soft chuckle. "Come on, why do you care so much? What, are you hoping the Fairchilds find their missing heiress so you can marry her?"

"Bullshit! I wouldn't care less!"

"Then who do you care about? Joining the Lancaster family? Do you think Hudson would ever accept you as his brother-in-law?"

"What's wrong with me? Why wouldn't Hudson accept me? I..."

Halfway through his sentence, Grant realized Sebastian was digging a hole for him. He immediately grabbed a set of car keys from the table and hurled it at him.

"Screw you, Sebastian! Are you asking for a death wish? When did I ever say I wanted to marry Tiffany?" Grant was so exasperated he lost his temper.

Sebastian dodged it effortlessly. "Weren't you fighting to be Tiffany's groom when you were kids? You even said you wouldn't mind joining her family..."

"Fuck off, that's ancient history! We were toddlers playing house! Why the hell are you bringing that up to annoy me?"

Watching the two of them play a childish game of tag around the coffee table, a vein throbbed at Arthur's temple.

"Grant, Sebastian, do you need anything else?"

"Nope."

Arthur gave a curt nod. "If that's all, I'll be heading back. Mr. Lancaster is waiting..."

However, before Arthur could turn around, Sebastian suddenly thought of something. "Hey, wait a minute..."

But the moment he was distracted, Grant caught up to him and landed a solid kick squarely on his ass!

"Hudson asked me to look into The Ivory Pill and... ah, fuck!"

Before Sebastian could finish his sentence, he crashed heavily onto the coffee table.

Instantly, bottles and glasses shattered across the floor, the pungent scent of alcohol filling the air.

Hearing the commotion, the bodyguards outside burst into the room, looking ready for a bloodbath.

But when they saw their boss sprawled over the coffee table in a ridiculous posture, everyone froze like statues...

"Get the hell out!"

The bodyguards snapped out of it, scrambling backward and thoughtfully shutting the door behind them.

"Sebastian, are you alright?" Arthur quickly stepped forward and helped Sebastian up from the table.

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