The Love that Never Really Dies

A hush fell over the ballroom. Even Millie, who was about to lash out at Sebastian, kept quiet after seeing the thunderous look on the latter’s face.

“So that’s why she didn’t want to attend the ball with me?” he muttered. The rising anger was like a blazing inferno that threatened to boil him from the inside out.

Karl silently agreed, but he did not dare to say that out loud. Instead, he gestured at Sebastian’s hand, from which a piece of broken glass shard was protruding. “Mr. Hayes, are you all right…? You’re bleeding.”

His words fell on deaf ears as Sebastian stood. “Excuse me,” he addressed the crowd, “I have some matters to attend. Enjoy the rest of your evening.”

The rest watched him leave in stunned silence. None dared to question his abrupt departure, but the murderous look on his face had everyone speculating about what had happened.

Eager to write off the episode, Millie quickly found someone else as her beau for the night.

Meanwhile, Sasha and Solomon were sitting face to face at a cafe.

She had assumed it would take another two hours before Sebastian returned from the ball. By her calculations, there would be plenty of time for her to meet with Solomon and head back to the hotel with her roommate none the wiser.

Expressionless, she demanded, “Go on, what evidence do you have to prove that you are Yancy’s son?”

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Yancy were the most

doctors and scholars respectively, Heather and

of the wealthiest socialites in

endowed, having struck it rich from the real estate business. With riches abound and coupled with good looks,

economic status. However, Yancy staunchly opposed to such an arrangement. After several fights with her parents, she left home for several months, only to return with a bun in her oven. To say that the rest of her family was displeased would be

rumors about the baby’s father circulated wildly within the city for months on

managed to see her best friend after the latter was disowned by

she had refused to divulge the identity of the baby’s father. Not knowing how else to help, Heather had provided her friend with a

mother received news about her again, it was when someone showed up at her doorstep with an eight-year-old boy. The person told Heather that Yancy had died, leaving behind her son who

had always believed that Yancy left to be with the man she loved, especially when she had said, in a firm tone, that she did not regret

mother never found out what had happened all those years ago

know my mom was sponsoring an orphan who’s the child of one of her friends. But she didn’t tell me it’s someone around me. Why would she hide this from me if it’s really you?” Frustrated at

anything. When I was sent back to Avenport, your mom made arrangements to register my name under