Chapter Twenty-Nine

Once the Cake cutting had been completed, a group of business men in suit, hurriedly whisked Seb away for their always boring discussions.

But through out the chitchats they were having, Seb had his gaze only on Scar and that Bastard skye as they sat on a table at the far end of the hall and giggled nonstop to themselves.

Mostly skye was whispering gibberish to Scar and she was giggling.

This vexed Seb a lot that he just wanted to go over there and tear that little union of theirs.

How dare that skye enter his party and still chase after his assistant who was supposed to be by his side?!

The business men kept praising Seb but the latter was far from whatever nonsense they were busily spouting.

Just when he felt he couldn’t control his frustration and anger anymore, a dainty hand fell on his broad shoulder.

His brow pulled together in greater anger at whoever had touched him without permission.

He slowly looked at the hand—a well manicured one with fair skin.

He slowly turned fully t