The Love that Never Really Dies

“Ms. Wand?” Sasha jerked out of her musings at the impatience in Karl’s voice. “Huh?”

He tossed her a set of business attire and makeup. “Change into these and put on some makeup. Mr. Hayes is waiting for you in the next cabin. Make sure that you look professional,” he instructed curtly and turned to leave without waiting for a reply.

What’s his problem? Begrudgingly, Sasha went to change into the provided outfit and applied some makeup.

Ten minutes later, she walked into the cabin where Sebastian was waiting, looking perfectly like a white-collar executive.

She looks great in any outfit. The sight of her stole his breath away. With dainty makeup on, she appeared even prettier than before. The stylish blouse highlighted her petite and slender frame, while the pencil skirt hugged her sensual hips snugly, showing off a pair of fair and shapely legs.

Sasha’s lips thinned the moment she saw Sebastian. “What’s all this about?” She gestured at her outfit. “Why are you making me dress like this?”

The subject of her displeasure remained unfazed by her glower. “You said you wanted to help with the Wand family business. I’m taking you to a business summit today,” he said matter-of-factly before leaving without waiting to see if she would follow.

Business summit? His reply took her by surprise. So he’s not holding me captive. He brought me here to help me with my business?

A smile bloomed on her face at the thought. She grabbed a nearby notebook and hastened to catch up with Sebastian. “Wait up!”

shook his head inwardly as he followed

stared, slack-jawed, at the majestic skyscraper that was

must remind you to carry out your duties

jaw with an audible click. Whoa, a global summit? That’s huge. She fidgeted with her clothes and hair, feeling her hands turn clammy. Why didn’t Sebastian

the huge LED screen lit up to showcase Sebastian’s profile. A man with a staff pass around his neck came over to greet

a hand enthusiastically. “It’s a pleasure to have

hand.

her breath all the way until she and Sebastian were in the elevator. With no others present, she finally allowed herself to breathe normally. “What do I need to do

you mean?” The other tucked his hands into his pockets casually, appearing

her teeth in exasperation. She was about to speak up when the elevator doors pinged open. A man and woman stepped

former recognized Sebastian at once. “Hayes,” he called, grinning widely. “Didn’t

no see. How have you

shuffled aside, casting a smile at the woman as

the

“Hey.”

an opening cue for small talk,