Chapter 170


    Tiffany Simons was really gone. Titus Simons used all of his connections to search for his daughter


    but to no avail.


    Madam Simons was in tears all day long. The originally warm and lively house suddenly felt empty.


    Everyone was still dwelling in the fact that Tiffany had left. They eventually forgot about the night


    when Sebastian Simons did not return home. No one doubted what had happened that night.


    In the blink of an eye, a week had passed. Titus gathered his family in the living room and solemnly


    announced, "From tomorrow onward, stop looking for Tiffany. We shall move on with our daily lives


    thereon."


    Yasmine Taylor looked at him with shock. "Dad, Tiffany is still young. If we don''t get her back, she


    will..."


    "Maybe she is right. Your mother-inw and I have been pampering her since she was little. It''s time


    for her to be independent." he sighed.


    "What if she met a bad person?"


    It was not wrong to let her be independent, but this world was never a simple ce. One had


    to go through many things before one could be independent.


    "Since she has chosen this path, she has to bear the burden no matter what happens. It''s


    impossible for us to protect her for the rest of her life." Madam Simons cried sadly. Yasmine walked


    over and hugged her. "Mom, don''t be sad. Although Tiffany hasn''t gone through much in life, she is


    a very smart girl. She will be able to take good care of herself even without your protection."


    Sebastian sat by their side and said nothing. He looked stiff and rigid. He had been behaving like


    this since the day Tiffany left. Yasmine thought that it was because his sister had left home, but she


    did not know that this was only a small part of the reason. More importantly, he felt guilty and could


    not face Yasmine.


    Although it was not out of his own will, he was clear that what had happened was more important


    than how it had happened.


    After the family meeting, Yasmineforted Madam Simons for a while before she went upstairs


    tiredly. Unexpectedly, Sebastian didn''t bury himself in his work. Instead, he sat on the couch in the


    bedroom, smoking with a heavy heart.


    The exquisite ashtray on the tea table in front of him already had three or four cigarette butts in it,


    sparkling with sparks that was notpletely put out.


    "Don''t you have to work tonight?"


    Yasmine sat next to him and asked softly.


    Sebastian shook his head, "I''m a little tired. I''ll rest early tonight."


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    She nced at him with a distressed look and pulled him up. "Let''s sit over there."


    Yasmine pulled Sebastian to a stool and gestured to him to take a seat. Then she stood behind him


    and massaged his shoulders with care. "I know you''re sad that Tiffany is gone. But, Dad''s words


    actually made sense if you think about it carefully. It''s time for her to be independent. What''s more,


    she knew that Fynn pretended to ept her feelings. She will be sad if she continued staying at


    home. It''ll be great if she could mend her heart in a different environment."


    Sebastian didn''t say anything. She continued, "Now that Tiffany''s operation is sessful, nothing


    would threaten her life anymore. She is smart and lovely. No matter where she goes, she will be


    weed."


    Sebastian suddenly held her slender hands and pulled her to sit down in front of him. He looked at


    her intently and said, "Yasmine, do you trust me?"


    Yasmine was startled. She nodded her head, "I trust you. What''s wrong?"


    "Nothing, I''m just asking." He smiled wryly.


    "By the way, have you met with Abigailst time?" she asked.


    "Yes," he answered.


    "Did she say anything?"


    "Nothing much. She gave me the evidence."


    Yasmine''s eyes widened in disbelief. "Really? That''s the only bargaining chip that she could use to


    threaten us. Why would she hand it over so easily?"


    "She really gave it to me. If you don''t believe me, you could go and have a look. It''s in the drawer of


    my office."


    Sebastian''s voice was nd and powerless, and there was an indescribable hollowness in his eyes.


    "Could it be that she has something more important in her grasp? That''s why she was willing to


    hand over the evidence."


    Yasmine was just joking, but little did she know that her words had caused a vigorous stir in


    Sebastian''s heart.


    He stared at her and wanted to confess, but instead, he said, "There''s nothing like that."


    Yasmine smiled, "I know there won''t be such a thing. I was just teasing you."


    She sat on Sebastian''sp and put her hands around his neck. She closed her eyes and said,


    "Since she has given us the evidence, you''d better not meet her again in the future, okay?"


    "Okay."


    Sebastian nodded in a hoarse voice.


    When he stumbled upon Yasmine''s secret a long time ago, he felt angry and confused. He was


    even disappointed because she was dishonest to him. At that moment, he really did not understand


    her. He still could not understand the reason behind it even after they had be closer. It was


    only now that he finally understood the difficulties and helplessness which would prevent a person


    from confessing after experiencing the same state of mind.


    "Yasmine."


    "Hmm?"


    Yasmine opened her eyes and looked at him with her head tilted. "What''s wrong?"


    "I''m going somewhere tomorrow. I might be away for at least a month," he said.


    "That long? Where are you going?"


    The sleepy girl suddenly became alert as she asked in shock.


    "The Saudi," he answered.


    "What will you be doing there?"


    "I want to set up a petroleum factory over there. I had this idea since a year ago," he exined.


    "Why do you need to build a factory at such a far ce? Isn''t our family''s business already big


    enough?" she asked in confusion.


    "A man must always strive for the top. The same goes for enterprises. It isn''t sufficient to just


    establish the domestic market. We need to expand the business internationally so that our brand


    could be famous and sessful."


    Although Yasmine was just an ordinary high school teacher who didn''t know much about business,


    she knew very well that a man must be ambitious in order to be sessful in his career. As the


    woman behind him, she could only support and encourage him unconditionally.


    "Okay, but isn''t a month is a little too long?" sheined.


    "I don''t wish to be apart from you for too long either, but I have to put my personal feelings aside


    temporarily for my career," he responded.


    Yasmine pursed her lips and asked tentatively, "Why don''t I go with you? I don''t need to go back to


    school for the time being anyway." She thought that he would agree just likest time, but Sebastian


    instantly refused. "No, I will be very busy this time. I will not have time to apany you. Also,


    Tiffany just ran away from home. If all of us left, Mom will be sad at home alone."


    Although she was a little disappointed, what Sebastian said was true. Her sister-inw had just left,


    and Madam Simons was still in a depressed state. She should be with her no matter what.


    "Then you must take care of yourself, okay?" she pouted.


    "Don''t worry, I will."


    "Remember to call me if you''re not busy. I don''t expect you to call me every day, but at least once a


    week."


    "Okay," he promised.


    It was alreadyte in the night and the two of themy down on the bed. Yasmine rested her head


    on Sebastian''s arm and stared nkly at the dark ceiling. She sighed deeply.


    "Can''t sleep?" Sebastian asked.


    She replied with disappointment, "How could I sleep when I know that I would be alone in this room


    from tomorrow night onward..."


    "It''s just temporary. Don''t overthink. Go to sleep quickly." Sebastian urged.


    "Alright."


    She turned over and looked up at Sebastian, feeling his warm breath. She slowly felt drowsy. When


    she was about to fall asleep, she heard a whisper in her ear, "Yasmine, I have never hidden


    anything from you ever since I got to know you. If I did once identally, please forgive me."


    "Oh..."


    She agreed in a daze, falling into her dream the next second.


    When Sebastian woke up the next morning, Yasmine had already packed his luggage for him. She


    walked over when she saw him waking up and asked, "We had never taken a photo together, have


    we?"


    "Hmm?"


    Sebastian was stunned and did not know what was going on.


    "Look here."


    Yasmine suddenly looped her arms around his neck and put her cheek against his. With a click, she


    took a intimate picture of the two of them on Sebastian''s phone.


    "Wow, not bad. I didn''t know about it before when we haven''t had a picture together, but now I can


    see that we really look like husband and wife."


    She handed back the phone to Sebastian, "What do you think? Aren''t we a perfect match?"


    Sebastian smiled at her lovingly, "Yes."


    "Well, get up and wash up. It''s gettingte."


    Yasmine did not know that Sebastian was awake for the whole night and had only fallen asleep by


    six o''clock in the morning.


    She wanted to send him off at the airport, but he refused. He said that he was afraid that he might


    change his mind if she had gone to the airport with him. As a result, they had to say goodbye to


    each other reluctantly at the door.


    Fynn Jaymond drove Sebastian to the airport. Along the way, Sebastian did not say a word. When


    they arrived at the airport, he patted Fynn''s shoulder, "I''ll leave thepany to you. I''ll have to


    trouble you a little."


    Fynn nodded. At the same moment Sebastian turned around, he shouted, "President Sebastian, I''m


    sorry."


    "What''s wrong?"


    "It''s all because of me. If it weren''t for me, Tiffany wouldn''t have run away from home. I''m really


    sorry..."


    Fynn had been in a really bad mood over the past few days. Fie med himself every day, and he


    thought he''s the one to me for Tiffany running away from home.


    "Don''t feel guilty, it''s not because of you."


    Sebastian patted him on the shoulder before entering the airport lobby with his bag.


    The moment he boarded the ne, he felt suffocated and ufortable. The past seven days


    were torture for him. In the past, despite how busy he was in thepany, his fatigue would


    disappear when he saw Yasmine at home. Now, it was different. Fie was afraid of going home and


    facing Yasmine. Fie missed her when they were apart, but felt pain when he saw her. The


    contradiction almost drove him crazy. Therefore, he decided to run away from this problem


    temporarily. He decided to set up the factory at the veryst minute. He hoped to give himself a


    month to adjust his mentality, forget those unpleasant experiences, and return to the happy state in


    which he could face Yasmine.