The young woman in the photo was smiling cheerfully, like a sunflower that blossomed in summer. The dimples on her cheeks appeared when she grinned, her porcelain teeth between her plump lips were showing distinctively from the photo.
Sabrina was born with monolids and expressive large eyes, so whenever she smiled, her thin lids would give her an impression of an innocent fairy. Sebastian had only seen her smile like she did in the photo once. It had been six years ago when Sabrina once rewarded him with her sweet smile during the limited time they had spent together. In a matter of days, he misunderstood her and thought that she was attempting to harm the Lynn Family and chased her out mercilessly. Since then, he had not seen the same smile on Sabrina's face again.
She seemed to be having lunch with her colleagues when the photo was taken, and she was beaming like she didn't have a care in the world. She truly was beautiful, with a certain air of tranquilizing elegance and as natural as a ray of sunlight.
"Uncle Sebastian? Uncle Sebastian!" Ryan tried to catch Sebastian's attention and shouted twice smugly.
Sebastian snapped out of his dazed state and looked back at Ryan expressionlessly.
Ryan took the chance to play a video on his phone and
showed it to Sebastian. "Uncle Sebastian, look at this."
Instantly, Sebastian turned his full attention to the video. The background noises were slightly overwhelming and he couldn't hear much, but he could see every little movement from the screen. In the video, Sabrina was grinning cheekily with a hand lifting up her skirt to show it's inner layer. She was clearly demonstrating to the two other women beside her on how she wiped the sweat off her face and wrist.
"Oh dear!" Ryan teased. "Uncle Sebastian, if I'm not mistaken, the skirt Aunt Sabrina wore was the one and only hand-crafted skirt designed by that friend of yours who was obsessed with artistic designs. I'm guessing that it cost a hundred and eighty thousand dollars, at the very least. Aunt Sabrina is using it to wipe the oil off her wrist?"
Sebastian paused for a moment before commanding," Just pass the documents!"
"The documents are already with you, Uncle Sebastian, they are right there next to your elbow," Ryan reminded.
"Then scram!"
"But Uncle Sebastian..."
"Kingston can take you to get any sports car you want from the garage," said Sebastian.
"I have far too many sports cars, Uncle Sebastian, I don't need any more of them. I want pretty women." "Just look at you, Uncle Sebastian, you never spend time with women and know nothing about romance. You may be an expert in killing to defend your territory, succeeding in any business you get your hands on or take over whatever you want when you are bored; but you are hardly experienced when it comes to dealing with women, especially for young ladies in their twenties like Aunt Sabrina. Besides, she isn't exactly the type of woman that would fawn over you. I get that every single woman in the whole wide world would kill for you to pay attention to them, because they all dream of being the queen that everyone else looks up to. Everyone but Aunt Sabrina, I suppose, she really doesn't care about that kind of stuff. She wants a love that is romantic and peaceful. And this is where I know better than you, Uncle Sebastian. Why don't you considering giving Aunt Sabrina to-"
Ryan was about to finish his sentence when he saw Sebastian reaching into the pocket inside his jacket. Startled, he immediately raised his arms above his head, feeling as though his legs were turning into jelly.
"Uncle- Uncle Sebastian, I...I was just joking. You are such close friends with my uncle, the two of you are a s close as brothers, I am his nephew by blood! Uncle Sebastian, please don't- don't get your gun, I'll leave, I'm leaving right now!" he stuttered, before dashing off.
That was the moment when Sebastian pulled his hand out of the jacket with a gold pen he retrieved from his pocket, a gift from Alex years ago.
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