Chapter 80

ELOISE

We entered the living room where Adam’s family had gathered. His siblings, whom I had only seen in magazines and on the internet, were there, looking like GQ magazine cover models. Sitting at the forefront was a man in his late fifties who was still well-built and handsome despite his age; he must be Benjamin Sebastian, their father.

On his right was Rafael, a younger version of his father, and his refined but approachable wife, Savannah. On the other side were Julian and his wife, Anya, who looked young with a baby face and seemed sweet and shy. According to my research, they each had one child who was probably in their respective bedrooms.

Carter, the only Sebastian I had met at the party, stood behind their father.

“Please, Adam Eloise, sit beside me,” Rachel invited, seated in front of a long semi-circular couch.

“Thank you, and good evening everyone,” I greeted as I sat down. A maid automatically placed a glass of orange juice, water, and various muffins, biscuits, and chi