Sebastian nced at Molly; he was used to it.
The call connected, and n''s pleading voice came through. He cried and begged Molly, "Molly, I was wrong. I just like you; I shouldn''t have harassed you. Please. I don''t have a home anymore. My dad has a new family and doesn''t want me. Molly, I''m sorry."
n kept talking about his hardships and trying to gain Molly''s sympathy.
But he underestimated Molly''s character.
Before Sebastian could say a word, Molly cut in, "I''m really sorry about yourck of a father figure. If you''re missing a mother''s love, just call me ''Mommy'' and I''ll dly raise you as my own." She looked over at Sebastian, a smirk of pride on her face.
n was silent for a moment on the other end. "Molly, I''m really at my wit''s end. Please save me. Mypany can''t go bankrupt; if it does, I''ll have nothing left. Without thepany, I might as well die." Unconsciously, Molly wrapped her arm around Sebastian''s and leaned on him. Sebastian held the phone while she did the scolding. "If you want to die, just do it. Don''t trouble the police; they''re very busy." Molly showed no mercy or sympathy for n. In fact, she seemed quite the little viin.
n was hitting walls everywhere. Now, a single word from Molly could save him. He had already apologized sincerely, but she wouldn''t ept it and seemed to want to push him to the brink. n questioned, "Molly, why can''t you see how I feel about you? Are you really okay with driving me to the edge?"
Molly rolled her eyes. "n, it''s not like I''m the one pushing you to your limits. If you want to me someone, go ahead and me me. At least Sebastian''s got my back and can protect me." With a ttering gaze, she turned to Sebastian and asked, "Sebastian, don''t you agree?"
Sebastian hadn''t spoken yet and passed her the phone, saying, "You take it. I''m heading to bed."
Molly quickly hugged Sebastian, not letting him leave. "No. I don''t want to talk with him."
"I see you were enjoying it."
Molly retorted, "I''m not."
n also heard Sebastian''s voice on the other end. He thought, ''So, Sebastian has been there all along.
''It''s sote, and Molly is still with him.''
Sebastian turned off the speakerphone and put the phone to his ear.
Molly tiptoed to listen, but Sebastian pushed her away. He went to the bedroom, turned around, locked the door, and shut Molly out.
Inside, he held the phone alone and lowered his voice to remind n, "Mr. Miller. It seems you has forgotten thest warning."
n nced at his injured wrist, still struggling with simple tasks like eating.
Sebastian''s tone was nonchnt, but his gaze was intense as he stared out the window. "It seems I need to remind you of what you swore back then."
"I''m really at my wit''s end," n began, but Sebastian immediately cut him off coldly, "That''s exactly what I want!"
Otherwise, it wouldn''t be called revenge.
n closed his eyes, struggling to ept that hispany, in his hands for less than three months, was about to go under. He was used to being the center of attention, the shining star among his friends, and the one others looked up to. The thought of losing it all and facing such a dramatic fall from grace was unbearable.
When he calmed down, he started thinking about which shareholder would secretly say he was ipetent.
He also wondered if his former ssmates would secretly badmouth him.
n was desperate and snapped, "Sebastian, what''s the benefit in driving me to the brink like this?"
Sebastian sneered, "You''re really stupid."
n asked, "Sebastian, you like Molly, don''t you?"
Sebastian nced at the phone.
Men could read men well, and rivals could always sniff each other out. n chuckled abruptly, "You''ve got a thing for your sister."
Sebastian snorted, "So what? You know she is Molly, not Mia."
n stoppedughing, "Mr. Chase, if you push me too far, I''ll do anything. I won''t let go of Molly."
Sebastian thought, ''Is n threatening me?''
Sebastian''s eyes hardened instantly, his fists clenching tight.
At the door, Molly stood in the hallway, arms resting on the railing, looking down at the living room in frustration. She murmured, "Why does Sebastian kick me out? Seriously, I''m not in the way." After five more minutes, Sebastian''s bedroom door opened.
Molly hurried towards Sebastian, but he beat her to it, tossing a phone into her arms and ordering, "Time for bed."
Curious, Molly inquired, "Is it done? Sebastian, what did you guys talk about?"
Just as she neared Sebastian, he mmed his bedroom door shut and locked it.
Startled, Molly nearly collided with it, eximing, "That gave me a fright."
She patted her chest, nced at the phone, and saw that Sebastian had even deleted the recent contact.
Pouting, Molly repeated her earlier movements and headed back to her bedroom.
After a while, Sebastian changed into his daytime clothes and quietly left his bedroom.
Molly was about to fall asleep when the bright headlights and engine roar from downstairs jolted her awake. She dashed to the window, flung it open, and watched as Sebastian''s white car drove out of the driveway. Molly leaned halfway out, watching Sebastian''s car disappear from sight.
She looked up at the moon, noticing two sparse stars twinkling in the night sky. She thought, ''What''s Sebastian out doing at this hour?''
A warm summer breeze danced through the air, gently tousling Molly''s hair. She turned to nce at her phone on the bed, recalling the call from n earlier. Suddenly, she understood why Sebastian had deleted her call log. Molly stood by the bed, leaving the window open, feeling the coolness of thete summer breeze.
Later, she closed the window, climbed into bed, picked up her phone, and went to the living room.
At two in the morning, the sound of Sebastian''s car echoed through the yard. Molly, determined to wait for Sebastian before falling asleep, hadin on the sofa for over an hour, not realizing when her eyelids finally grew heavy and closed.