None of the reporters said a single word when they heard the man's cries of pain.
Although he had blasted off a man’s sexual reproductive organ, he looked as if he did nothing more. He tapped the soot off his cigarette, passed the gun to Kingston casually, and said, "Inform the hospital not to treat him. A man like him who lived off framing women shouldn’t live as a man anyway.”
"Yes, Master Sebastian," Kingston replied.
"And, he’s making too much noise. Get him to shut u p." Sebastian said casually.
The man who was curled up in a pool of his blood immediately shut up. i
He crawled toward Kingston and asked him, crying," Was there no right answer? Would Master Sebastian have shot me anyway?”
Kingston placed a foot on his neck and pressed hard, " You were not even human! It was despicable enough that the group of women ganged up against Madam, but you were a man! Has Madam met you before? Did she wrong you in any way? How could you photoshop a photo of you hugging her and post it online so that everyone would curse her?! Did you burst out of a stone somewhere? Didn't your mother give birth to you?"
The man said, "Ugh..."
He regretted it!
However, there was no room for regret in this world.
He was the only one left in the banquet hall that was now emptied and laid in a pool of his blood. The reporters did not dare to look at him, but they were staring straight at Sebastian and Sabrina instead.
Sebastian had one arm around Sabrina, and the two of them were slowly walking toward the door.
Sabrina felt as if she had woken up from a dream, her gaze clear and innocent. Sebastian held her in his arms. He was tall and broad, whereas she was slim and slender. He was cruel and vicious whilst she was silent but equally vicious. The two of them were a match made in heaven.
The reporters were stunned at the sight of them.
They understood that, even if Sebastian was there, this woman who was the target of the day remained calm as the sea. Her expression was cool and serene, a s if all of these had nothing to do with her.
They looked at the calm Sabrina and thought she was a dead mouse that could not feel the cold half an hour ago.
They looked at the girl in Sebastian's arms again and found her exceptionally cute, no matter how many times they looked.
Cute and innocent, the kind of girl that was unaware o f her charm.
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