Chapter 366
It was likely that the masked man's belongings were locked in this room.
After searching the entire suite, Vicky left the room. She knew that she had to know her enemy well
enough to fight back.
She went down to the ground floor and strode toward the entrance before coming to a sudden halt.
An elegant-looking man stepped into the hotel with his assistant.
It was Sebastian.
Vicky's eyes widened slightly and started to scan his figure, realizing a few similarities with the masked
man. She seemed to reach both of their shoulders considering their heights.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSebastian did not spot her, so she slipped into the stairway next to her until she heard footsteps
walking past the exit to the stairway.
Ding! The elevator door opened, and she stood frozen for a few moments before stepping into the
elevator lobby.
She stood by the elevator to watch the numbers ascend, and since no one else was using the elevator,
it went up the floors smoothly before stopping.
Her blood ran cold when she noted the floor number that the elevator stopped on was the same floor
she had gotten down from.
'Is Sebastian...the masked man?!' she exclaimed inwardly.
At night, Vicky arrived at the hotel on time, and the man was sitting elegantly on the couch as usual.
The only difference was the faint scent of alcohol in the air.
She sat down next to him and asked, "Have you been drinking?*
"Yeah," he drawled lazily, but the tone of his voice remained the same because of the voice changer.
She hesitated and asked, "Did you have some kind of meeting today?"
The man was sharp, and since Vicky rarely spoke-let alone asked about him-he stared at her darkly
and asked, "Why? Are you curious about me?"
Sweating nervously, Sebastian's gentle face appeared in her mind. She found it difficult to imagine the
man before her being Sebastian.
After all, the two had completely different presences. Sebastian was a harmless gentleman, while the
masked man was evil and intimidating.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm'But who knows if Sebastian is just pretending to be a gentleman?' she thought to herself.
Since she knew that she could not deceive the man, she did not bother hiding and said, ’Yes.
I'm...curious about you."
He pulled her into his arms casually, his mask rubbing at the tender skin of her cheek.
"As I remember, you weren't interested in me at all." He played with her hair and asked, "Are you trying
to learn more about me so you can get rid of me?"
Vicky could barely maintain her composure and cursed inwardly, 'Can this guy read minds? How does
he know what I’m thinking?'
"I can't read minds." Once again, he had seen right through her thoughts." It's just easy to guess what
you're thinking.’
He met her eyes and whispered in a chilling manner, "Vicky, don't try anything. Behave,, and I'll treat
you well. Disobey, and..."