Chapter 44 Calm Him Down
Brooklyn was filled with a profound sadness at his words. She found herself contemplating, 'In Sebastian's view, the Kingsley family and his reputation hold the utmost importance, while my life is merely an afterthought. Is his refusal to divorce merely a ploy to protect his reputation?'
Lifting her head, she attempted to muster a smile, but instead, tears welled up in her eyes. All she could do was clutch his coat tightly, the faint scent of tequila on his clothes enveloping her, creating the illusion of being nestled in his embrace.
She dared not meet Sebastian's resentful gaze, a look that suggested he wished her harm. Clinging to his oversized coat, her once meticulously groomed hair was now a disheveled mess. A single strand fell along her temple, resting on her collarbone. The sight of her smooth hair against her equally smooth skin created a striking visual for Sebastian.
Just as she was about to depart, a black bag was thrust into her hands. When she looked up again, all she saw was Sebastian's retreating figure.
Dressed in a crisp white shirt, he walked through the lush flower trellis, leaving behind a potent aura of charm.
With a clenched fist, Brooklyn stumbled after him, fearing the punishment that might await her if she lagged too far behind.
A black Rolls-Royce was parked adjacent to the boulevard. Owen hurried to Sebastian's side, respectfully informing him, "Mr. Kingsley, I have taken care of him."
Brooklyn's eyes widened in disbelief. She thought, 'What does Owen mean by that? Did he kill Davon? That's illegal. Has Sebastian lost his mind? Murder has severe consequences! Davon is the sole heir of the Lawson family. Has Sebastian gone mad?'
Suddenly, Brooklyn found the courage to seize Sebastian's arm. "What did you do to him? Sebastian, Davon is the sole heir of the Lawson family. You can't act so recklessly!"
Sebastian cast a cold glance at her slender fingers gripping his arm and retorted angrily, "The Lawson family is nothing special. Davon is just a worthless rich man. Is he worth getting so worked up about?"
His dismissive arrogance left Brooklyn at a loss for words, and she slowly released his arm.
"Brooklyn, you are even more despicable than I realized," he smirked, his words laced with hidden meaning.
Brooklyn shot back, "Sebastian, in your eyes, is a person's life so cheap?"
Sebastian replied indifferently, "Should I respect those who lack self-respect?"
Lack self-respect?
Brooklyn glanced away. She wanted to argue, but ultimately, she chose to remain silent.
Sebastian signaled for Owen to open the back door and swiftly slid into the car. Brooklyn hesitated, unsure whether to join him.
"Aren't you getting in? Do you want to go back and play the same tricks again?"
Sebastian's mocking taunt echoed from inside the car. He didn't need to tell Owen about Brooklyn's seductive behavior with other men; his words were cutting enough.
With gritted teeth, Brooklyn climbed into the car. The backseat was spacious, and they sat on opposite ends, Brooklyn unable to reach Sebastian.
They sat in silence, the air thick with hostility. From head to toe, every fiber of her being was dominated by Sebastian's oppressive presence.
She felt suffocated.
Owen, sensing the tension, cautiously asked, "Mr. Kingsley, where are we going?"
He was ready to depart, awaiting only Sebastian's directive.
"Bayside Villas."
"Understood!"
The roar of the engine drowned out Brooklyn's shallow breaths. Bayside Villas... she knew what lay ahead would be a fierce battle.
Reflecting on Owen's words, Brooklyn felt a wave of unease. She worried that Sebastian, in a fit of impulse, had made an irreversible mistake. "Davon didn't do anything to me. Don't be too harsh on him. After all, he is the sole heir of the Lawson family, you should consider his father's feelings."
The world was like a battlefield, and having one more ally was always better than having another enemy.
Sebastian smiled. In the confined space of the car, he caught a whiff of Brooklyn's faint gardenia scent. His heart pounded uncontrollably. "You want me to spare him? That depends on whether you can calm me down."
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