38. Marry Me

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"Bastian…he is Nolan," I informed, dropping off any honorifics. It may have reached him that I wanted him to play along so he just did not say anything to correct my earlier statement. "Nolan is my ex-husband...you've met before. Right?"

It took longer before I got a reply from Sebastian.

"His face is familiar."

I was expecting he would correct my lies, but he did not.

I secretly sighed in relief. Glad he continued playing along or I would be busted.

Using my index finger, I rubbed my nose.

"Yes. You two met before, Bastian."

"Mr. Holding," Nolan started as he held his hand as he waited for Sebastian to accept his hand for a handshake. "It's...nice to meet you. I heard so much from you."

Sebastian Holding stared at Nolan's awaiting hand, with no plans of shaking it, and returned his gaze to me.

Humiliated, Nolan's cheeks tinted with red, and dropped his hands to the side.

"I came to visit, Mr. Holding," Nolan informed. "I already saw and talked to my daughter."

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