Chapter 378
Sebastian had been investigating Tyler lately, but he found nothing. He was sure that Tyler has
something to do with Vicky's kidnapping in Lovian, but he just could not find any evidence to back it up.
Vicky remained silent while she studied Sebastian.
Sebastian had a gentle and elegant temperament. He was the typical type of rich kid with a good
temper from a notable family, a far contrast from the masked man who threatened her last night.
"I have something that I'd like to ask you," Vicky said.
Sebastian treated it seriously when he realized how serious Vicky was." Vicky, I'll answer with
everything I know."
Vicky asked, "Are you familiar...with this room?”
He looked around, confused by Vicky's question. He shook his head.
Cloud-Nine Hotel was a six-star hotel. Although he also had a presidential suite in the hotel, every
presidential suite had a different interior design. His room was Room 1330. Room 1330 had a
European design, but Room 1331 was designed with a Moroccan theme.
Vicky had been monitoring Sebastian's face. However, his expression had been so impeccable that
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtVicky could not see a trace of lying.
She continued to ask, "Do you not know that after I was kidnapped in Lovian, I was sold to Forever
Night?"
"Forever Night?" Sebastian's expression changed. "You were sold to Forever Night?"
She stared deeply into his eyes. "Yes."
He tightened his fists. "Tyler that b*stard! How can he be that sick? That's not the place that you should
be in!"
"So you really are not going to admit it?" Vicky asked.
"Vicky, I wasn't the one who kidnapped you," he explained solemnly. "I've been investigating Tyler
lately-"
Vicky did not want to hear any of that, so she interrupted him, "Are you staying in this hotel, too?"
The topic changed too quickly. Sebastian paused before nodding lightly." Yes."
"Which room are you staying in?" she asked.
"Room 1330." That was his answer.
With her calm voice, Vicky said, "As far as I know, your family business started by dealing with
properties. As a member of the family, you should have plenty of properties under your name. Why are
you staying in the hotel instead of your own place?”
Sebastian hesitated for a few seconds. He noticed the stringent look on Vicky's face and decided to tell
the truth. "We're negotiating a deal with a business partner lately. The business partner requested us to
book two rooms in this hotel for the convenience of discussing the partnership at any time. Thus, I'm
just doing what my business partner requested."
He was the Managing Director of Mills Group. Undoubtedly, it was normal to arrange a presidential
suite for his business partner since they were in the midst of the cooperation.
Although the request was quite weird, he did not take much notice of it because he had witnessed
other requests that were stranger.
He continued, "My business partner is staying in Room 1332."
Vicky asked, "Then what about this room?"
Sebastian did not understand. "When we booked the room, the front desk told us this room was
occupied."
He looked at her and asked, "Vicky, were you the one...who booked this room?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSince Sebastian was not going to admit he was the masked man, Vicky did not plan on forcing him.
She just glared at him quietly.
Sebastian had no idea what was going on. The way Vicky glared at him made him very uncomfortable.
"Vicky, what's wrong?"
Vicky got on her feet all of a sudden and approached him. First, she grabbed his hand. Followingly, she
pinched her face and even got closer to him to smell the scent on his body. Finally, she unbuttoned his
shirt to reveal his chest.
Sebastian was shocked by Vicky's action. "Vicky, you're..."
He tried to raise his hand, but he realized he could not gather any strength from his body. He was
stunned and soon realized what happened as he looked at the glass of water on the coffee table.
"Vicky, what are you trying to do?"
Vicky did not answer the question. She was in the middle of unbuttoning his shirt.
When his chest was out in the open...she realized that there were no scratches on it.
Ding, dong!
All of a sudden, the doorbell rang.