POPPY:My heart jumped at the rage I drew on Sebastian's face. Why could I not stop myself from blurting out whatever was on my mind? This mouth will be the death of me. "N-nothing, Mr. Holding. I said break. You only misheard it.""I'm not buying it. You said something."His ears were sharp as his eyes. I must control myself around this man.“I did not, Mr. Holding. However, no matter what I say, I cannot change your mind, right?” I pouted my lips. “If I offend you at any cost, could you forgive me, Mr. Holding?” Sebastian looked at me as if he was going to puke. “Why are you giving me that weird look, woman?” he asked. “Nothing. To clear up some misunderstanding?” I blinked a couple of times and tried to act cute even if I felt sick doing this myself. Sebastian waved his hand. “Erase that look. It does not look good on you.”“If Miss Olivia pouted like this, does it look good on her?” I inquired. "Does it make your heart race?"“I do not like a woman who acted like a child. Who

POPPY:There was only one word that would describe Mr. Holding right now. Rude. And oh jerk. Impatient. Disrespectful. Acts mighty and high. I did not believe all wealthy people were like him. I wanted to believe that those were only for him.I looked like a fool extending my hand while wearing a smile on my face, but he never bothered to accept it even if it will only take him a few seconds to shake it. Not wasting his precious words at all, and his efforts, he entered the door when Wyatt opened it for him. His personal bodyguard was about to close it, but I stopped him, went after Mr. Holding, and sat beside the billionaire.The man raised his brows at me, moved farther away, touching the window, and I did the same.I was still embarrassed by what he did.Damn him!Angrily, I blew the strands of hair blocking my eyes while glaring at the road as we exited the infamous hills. Recognizing the car of Sebastian, the security guard saluted which Wyatt returned. I was glad that despite

POPPY:Sebastian was giving me the I-told-you-so look while I hung my head low in embarrassment. It was good that they did not know anything about me or anything else…"Order now," he insisted again.Why is he making everything difficult again? I was seriously tempted to take his offer. My intestines were already wrestling inside my stomach. "I'm not hungry. I will wait for you two."Sebastian sliced the steak using his knife and picked one slice using the fork.I licked my lips. I had only eaten steak once when Nolan brought me to a restaurant. He insisted that he would pay for everything. That was his treat so I ordered the food I was dying to eat since I was in college. Steak. But it was only once and never happened again. I did not want to believe that it was because I lacked enough money. He already earned quite a hefty sum as an engineer in a certain company. But then…when we got married, our relationship became sour as if he was getting cold feet. I tried to disregard it thi

SEBASTIAN HOLDING:Wyatt parked the car in the parking lot. He wanted to go with me, but I told him to finish his work so he could retire to his room. A text message, huh? It would be better if it was something serious. Something that would make me smile. "Mr. Willis!” I called the butler. “Where is she?" I asked the butler the moment I entered the mansion. It was already quiet inside. No maids in the hallway. No one to greet me. Everyone had rested? "Mr. Willis!" I called the butler again. My voice was like thunder echoing against the hallway. He had been constantly bombarding Wyatt with text messages even when we were traveling. Which meant something serious had happened to her. Not that I cared anything about it, but I still needed her now. And I never had given her the signal to die. A fifty-year-old man came running in my direction. Sweat broke from his forehead. "Yes, Sebastian," he answered. "My apologies for not answering right away. I've been to her room.""You answer o

POPPY:Who is calling me at this hour? I grumbled. The incessant ringing on my phone awakened me earlier than I set my alarm to. It had been ringing nonstop. I was supposed to be dismissing it, but it wouldn’t fucking stop! The caller should be thankful he or she was not destroying Kelly’s peaceful sleep. If not…still, this person needed to receive an earful of scoldings from me. Popping one eye open, the ray of sunlight had not entered my room. Not the time to awaken, yet. The ringing won't stop and the caller also had no plans of dropping the fucking call!Left with no choice, I slid my fingers on the screen and answered the phone. “Who is this?” I answered groggily. What day was it? Weekends? Weekdays?Too tired to know the answer. “Are you still lying on your bed?”Wait. That voice seemed familiar!My drowsiness disappeared upon recalling who was on the end of the line. Sebastian Holding. The devil incarnate. The reason why I am suffering now.I glared at the ceiling. Now