Chapter 370


    Chapter 370


    Vicky nced at the television and noticed that the masked man was watching finance-rted news.


    He grabbed the remote controller and shut the television.


    Darkness instantly returned to the room, and Vicky’s heart sank.


    “Come here.”


    She walked over and stopped right before him stiffly.


    Surprised, the man asked, “Why are you being so obedient today?”


    Vicky had not given up, of course. She simply discovered that the best way to deal with the masked


    man was to approach him with a softer attitude, and it was best not to disobey him.


    She did not answer his question, but he did not seem to mind. “What should I reward you with for being


    so obedient?” he murmured seductively. “Should I let you rest for another day?”


    The man seemed to know her well and would feed her with sufficient hope whenever she was close to


    giving up, before disappointing her again.


    She felt as helpless as a child before him.


    “Why aren’t you speaking?” He chuckled. “Don’t you want to rest?”


    “I do,” she said. “I just wonder what that’s going to cost me.”


    “Vicky, you’re getting to know me better,” heplimented.


    Vicky knew that she was a pet to the man, and he could be merciful when he was happy but turn


    ruthless the moment he was upset. 1


    ‘Can this man really be Sebastian?’ she thought to herself.


    “So? What’s the condition?”


    “Put me to sleep.”


    “What?”


    He had just asked her to tell him bedtime stories the night before, and Vicky was stunned that he asked


    her to put him to sleep the following night.


    “Did you not hear me?”


    “But… How?”


    “It’s your job to figure that out.”


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    “Okay.” Vicky tried her best to remember how babies were put to sleep and did everything she could


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    The room was dark and sometimeter, Vicky drifted off to sleep before the man did.


    He looked at Vicky, who fell asleep leaning against the bed, and carried her onto the bed before putting


    a nket on her.


    When she woke up the next morning, the man was no longer inside the room.


    She rubbed her eyes and sat up.


    She should not be able to sleep so well next to the masked man, but she seemed to be deeply asleep


    every time to the point that she had no clue as to when the man woke up or left.


    Vicky caught a faint scent in the air and looked around, thinking he might have used something that


    carried a scent to lull people.


    Not wanting to stay any longer, she left the hotel.


    When she returned to the mansion, she realized that it had been some time since she spent the night


    at home.


    She opened the door and changed into her slippers. Sensing a pair of eyes on her, she looked up.


    An elegant man was sitting on the couch and was studying her with his dark, pensive eyes.


    Vicky froze.