After Yvonne sent the text message, Rosalie asked, "What did you send?"


    Yvonne showed Rosalie her phone.


    Rosalie frowned. "Why did you send that? He''ll be really worried if he sees it."


    Just as Rosalie finished speaking, Yvonne''s phone rang. The caller ID showed that it was Sebastian.


    Yvonne proudly waved her phone, as if telling her, "See?" She then answered the call and put it on speaker.


    Before she could say anything, Sebastian''s agitated voice came through. "Yvonne, what''s going on? Where''s Rose?"


    "Seb, where are you right now? Why didn''t you answer your phone?"


    "Answer my question first!" Sebastian sounded somewhat irritable. "Where''s Rose?"


    "I''m here," Rosalie said.


    Hearing Rosalie''s voice, Sebastian asked worriedly, "Rose, are you okay? What''s wrong?"


    "I''m fine. You didn''t answer our calls, so Vonnie sent that message to you."


    Sebastian''s voice immediately turned cold. "Yvonne, you can''t crack that kind of joke!"


    "I wasn''t joking!" Yvonne said; she lowered her head, upset.


    "Seb, don''t me her. We were really worried when you didn''t answer. Where are you now?" Rosalie said.


    Sebastian''s tone softened instantly. "You don''t need to worry about me. You don''t need to persuade me, either. I''ll take care of myself."


    "No, we need to meet. I have something important to tell you."


    "What is it? Just tell me, I''m listening."


    "No, I need to say it in person. I must see you." She had to see Sebastian to be reassured.


    Sebastian sighed. "Alright, I''lle and pick you up."


    "No need. Vonnie and I wille to you. Just tell me where you are."


    After that, Yvonne drove Rosalie to where Sebastian was.


    He wasn''t at his home, but at a private bar. The bar was small and in a discreet location, but it was exquisitely decorated without shy lights or deafening music. Sebastian was the only customer there.


    It turned out that Sebastian had opened this bar-not to make a profit, but to have a ce to clear his mind whenever he was troubled. He didn''t need it to be big, but cozy.


    It was clear that by opening the bar


    in such a remote location, he didn''tBelonging to N?velDrama.Org.


    want to attract too many


    Yet, there were still quite a few. people who had heard about it and came here. The bar had also


    be a secret haven for some.


    However, the bar wasn''t open tonight because Sebastian wanted to be alone. The bartender was there just to make drinks for him.


    "Seb, you opened a bar and didn''t tell me? I can''t believe you didn''t invite me to your secret base!" Yvonne said.


    Sebastian seemed to have drunk quite a bit, and he shot her a cold look. "You''re always making a fuss."


    He waved her away, signaling her to step aside. When he looked at Rosalie, his gaze softened considerably.


    "Didn''t you have something to tell me? Go ahead."


    He downed the drink in his hand, ced the empty ss on the bar, and stood up. He then straightened out his suit and walked toward her. "I''m listening."


    He was always ready to listen to her.


    Rosalie stared at him. The soft light above the bar cast a gentle glow on him, who seemed a little tipsy. It made his sharp features seem even more profound but cold. For some reason, it was charming.


    Meanwhile, Yvonne requested the


    handsome bartender to make her a cocktail. She leaned against the bar as she watched Rosalie and


    Sebastian, as if she were watche


    her favorite couple. Suddenly, she noticed how good they looked together.