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    After leaving Rosalie''s house, Sebastian buried himself in work.


    Geoffrey arranged many appointments for him, forcing him to run around many ces. He didn''t even have time for a sip of water till deep in the night. By the time he returned home, he was exhausted and copsed weakly on the couch.


    Sometimes, the strictness his father disyed made him wonder if he really was that man''s biological son. But given the same blood type they shared and how closely he resembled his father, it seemed like an indisputable fact.


    What a cold, heartless father he had.


    As it turned out, cold-blooded creatures could reproduce, too.


    "Seb, you''re back."


    Yvonne walked downstairs, and saw the fatigue on her brother''s face.


    Sebastian''s brows furrowed. "Why are you here?"


    "I''m staying here right now. Didn''t I tell you before that I wanted to stay here for some time? I don''t want to go home. Dad''s super strict, and I''m scared of him," Yvonne said, intertwining her fingers with each other.


    Sebastian sighed, his face etched with exhaustion. "Up to you."


    "Seb, what''s wrong?" Yvonne felt as though he was overwhelmed with something more than fatigue. She sat next to him. "Rose saved you from your plight today. You should feel happy. Why are you sighing?"


    "I am happy, but she went on to try to set me up with another woman. Shouldn''t I sigh over that?"


    "What? Who''s she trying to set you up with?" Yvonne asked, doubtful. "Is she trying to introduce you to someone?"


    Yvonne didn''t think Roselle would do something like that.


    Sebastian sighed again, and told Yvonne what happened. After hearing him out, she gasped in astonishment.


    "You made up a woman called Lily and said you like her so Rose wouldn''t suspect that you like her?"N?velDrama.Org holds ? this.


    And then, Sebastian said in all seriousness, "So, you have one task. Find me a woman by the name of Lily before tomorrow nightes."


    "What?! You want me to do what?" Yvonne gripped her chest, shocked. "Where am I going to find anyone called Lily?"


    "Don''t you have a bunch of friends? I''m sure it''s easy finding someone with the name Lily. If you can''t, just find a fake one," Sebastian said, irritated.


    "Seb, I really don''t want to nag at you," Yvonne said, "but haven''t you heard that you need to


    keep lying to cover up for your first lie? And now, you need to make up more lies just to cover up for your lie. Wake up, won''t you?"


    "What should I do now, then?" Sebastian said coldly. "Tell Rose there''s no such woman, and that I made her up?*


    "Well.." Yvonne''s eyes darted around. "That won''t do, either. She''ll definitely get angry."


    "So, help me find a woman called Lily. Rose is very sharp, so make sure nothing goes wrong."


    "Seb, this won''t do. I''ll be an aplice. Rose and I are good friends. I can''t do this to her. You''re the only one at fault right now. I''m still innocent. You can''t pull me into this. How about..."


    Suddenly, a ck card appeared right before her eyes. They lit up immediately, and she stared fixedly at the premiurn credit card.


    Sebastian held the card between his fingers, and waved it before Yvonne. She stared hard at the card, her gaze moving along with it until she became cross-eyed.