The Seventh Miserable Bride novel Chapter 86

As soon as he finished his words, he realized that he had been fooled. He suddenly turned around and found that the picture under his arm was already in Sebastian Simons's hands.

Fynn Jaymond had never seen him looked so serious, so he couldn't help but to pacify him, "Don't think too much about it. Maybe they are just friends."

"Find out what's the relationship between her and this man."

Sebastian threw the photos to him and went to the office without looking back. When he reached the door, he turned back and reminded him, "Make sure it's accurate and report everything without hiding anything from me."

"Yes..."

Fynn nodded with embarrassment. Sebastian wasn't very lucky when it comes to love, the women that he had loved all cheated on him. One woman after another had betrayed him...

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Fynn had figured out the relationship between Richie Lind and Yasmine Taylor. After hesitating for a long time, he finally knocked on Sebastian's door.

Although it was a bit cruel, it was his job.

"Tell me, you don't have to worry about it."

Sebastian seemed to have been mentally prepared. His handsome facial features were so cold as if it had been frosted with ice.

"The man in the photo is Leighton Lind. He is Richie Lind's son, a nouveau riche in T City who makes profit from loan sharking. Ten years ago, Richie bought a wife for his son with 100,000 Dollars and that woman is your current wife Yasmine Taylor. But for some reason, the two of them haven't got married. Recently, Richie has been in contact with Madam frequently, and occasionally they would have some conflict between them..."

"Is there a photo of Richie?"

Sebastian interrupted him and asked in a gloomy voice.

"Yes."

Fynn opened the folder next to him and took out a family portrait. "This is Richie, this is his wife, and this is his son, Leighton..."

Sebastian's face became even more serious. With little effort, he held the picture in his hand and crumpled it into a ball.

"President Sebastian, are you alright?"

Fynn looked at him worriedly.

"Leave me alone."

"Okay."

After Fynn had went out, Sebastian walked towards the french window and looked at view of the city. The transparent glass in front of him was like a mirror reflecting himself. He thought that the flowers that were blooming outside of the window were like his heart. How many cuts and injuries did he have to go through and endure in order to get what he wanted, he thought.

The sky had turned dark and he hadn't leave the company yet. He sat quietly on the office chair when Yasmine finally called him. He answered the call and said. "Hello?"

"Haven't you gotten off work yet?"

"No, come to my office for a while."

Yasmine was stunned and asked, "What's the matter?"

"We'll talk about it when you're here."

After hanging up the phone, Yasmine felt extremely uneasy, but she still came to the appointed place immediately.

The people in the company had already gotten off work. The opulent building was thoroughly dark and only the street lamps on the side of the road was shining brightly, reflecting her thin figure when she hurried here.

Sebastian stood in the dark as he looked down at her. Yasmine took the elevator to the ninth floor, stood in front of his office and hesitated for a while. Without knocking on the door, she went straight in.