Speed Candles

Dylan was so frightened, he grabbed Sebastian's suit pants and begged for mercy, "Mr. Clark, don't kill me, please don't kill me. I'll do anything for you."

The rest of the people in the VIP room did not dare to do anything, let alone stand up for Dylan.

Sebastian frowned, looked at the Dylan's presumptuous hand grabbing his clothes. He curled his lips in disgust, said coldly, "Miss Morris, you did not forget how this brute treated you before in D Restaurant, did you? I will leave this to you, what do you want to do with it?"

He was forcing her to torture this guy personally, and it would do no good to her to hurt Dylan.

"Sebastian, still mad at me? Not again please." After weighing the pros and cons, Emily resumed her previous attitude towards Sebastian, and said slyly, "This is a matter between us, so no need to bother Mr. Fox."

There was a cold look in Sebastian's deep dark pupils. After eying her presumptuously, he smiled wickedly, as if a mocking at her weakness.

"You are very lucky, someone spoke for you today." He lifted Dylan's chin, looked at his trembling pale face and said, "Go away!"

Dylan was terribly frightened. He thought he was going dead, but he didn't expect to be let go so easily. He was stunned for several seconds before crawling out.

"Emily, I told you to leave Oskar. You just can't help it, can you? And you even checked a house with him?"

Now it was just the two of them in the VIP room. Sebastian's shirt was thin and unbuttoned, exposing his muscular chest lines.

She had a playful voice, "This is my job, why are you always chasing after that? Am I really right about the fact, that you like the rich son of the Miller family?"

Yes, he was chasing. But it was all because of she was after Fiona's man.

"Keep talking." Sebastian said calmly.

"Just because I didn't follow your demand, so you withdrew the shares of the Morris family. All to force me watching this drama and to teach me the cruelty of the world." Sebastian looked at her without blinking. Emily remained calm and unwavering, as always.

He raised his thin lips slightly, "Think you are smart?"

"I want to marry into the Clark family, clear my grievances, and avenge my father, but first I have to keep the Morris family in one piece."

This was the first time for Emily to state her motivation since the two clashes.

Sebastian took a deep, decisive look at her, "But you know I won't marry you."

She was told that her little tricks messing around with the Clark family was useless and would lead to a miserable end.

She didn't believe it, because only Sebastian could help her. As long as she married him, the Clark family would naturally try to find all kinds of evidence to help her clarify for her reputation. And in this world, there was no one more convincing than Sebastian.

"Mr. Clark, if you think about it, you will naturally marry me."

"I advise you to stop playing the tricks, otherwise I can't guarantee that the Morris family can live safe and sound."

"You really think a lot for me..."

Sebastian walked up to her, clinging to her waist, holding her beautiful chin in the other hand, "You want my help with this crisis. It is not impossible. But it depends on if you are bold enough to sacrifice, and also how much can you sacrifice. I'm no fool."

He was the one who started this, yet now he spoke as an innocent man. Emily scolded this despicable evil and vengeful man in her heart.

But she acted as sweat as she could be. Emily took the initiative to hold the man's strong waist, and her red lips kissed softly at the corners of his lips, "Mr. Clark, it's all my fault. You were at my door, yet I stood you up..."

Before she could finish, he kissed her aggressively. Then Sebastian seemed to realize something. His sudden loss of control made him a little irritable, and coldly left a word, "You take a shower first. There are clothes for change in the bathroom."

The VIP room came with a bathroom and lounge. A few minutes later, Emily came out of the bathroom. She had changed into a new set of clothes, which was made of paper-thin materials. Sebastian sat on the sofa and smoked. Emily asked, "Satisfied?"

Her body was fair and tender, and her figure was well-proportioned. With the dress, her curves were even more beautiful and prominent. Her chestnut color skin tone was also full of charm.

He turned to stare at her straightforwardly. His eyes were not evasive, as if he was looking at an exhibition of sculptures, greedily.

Without getting the answer, Emily asked again, "If you are not satisfied, you can explore even deeper..."

"You really are shameless."

Suddenly, Sebastian stretched his hand and dragged her directly onto the sofa.

It didn't matter how many time she was called sluty and shameless. As long as she could get what she wanted in the end.

Emily smiled coldly, her teeth hit her lips, and it hurt so much that when she laughed, her face was slightly twisted, "Shame is a useless feeling."

Sebastian had thousands of means to make her speechless, and she knew it.

"You lied about being pregnant?" Sebastian let go of her and looked at her flustered.

Before coming here, she had the explanation ready, "Miss Hart has told you, why bother to ask me?"

"What about the picture of M Restaurant then?"

"After seeing Mrs. Clark, I burned it."

Sebastian asked, "Don't you really want to marry into the Clark family?"

Why did you suddenly give up struggling and cleaned up all the stakes so clean?

Of course she wanted to marry into the Clark family. That would be a rebirth for her. How could she give up? Show was just waiting for a better time to let Sebastian take the initiative to marry her. Emily hugged his neck, her eyes blinking, and said, "You didn't... Are you afraid that I was really pregnant?"

His voice was light and deep, "Will you be pregnant then?"

She bit her watery lips and let out a deadly intoxicating smile, "It depends on my womb."

Sebastian suddenly seemed to hear a big joke and laughed lowly, before he went into the bathroom.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐