Little thing, do you have any idea how anxious he was last night?
He has never been so anxious before.
At the moment of the explosion at the dock, he was so worried it attacked his heart. His wounds had not yet healed, and he had already been affected by the seven-day fever... At that moment, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
But this, no one else knew besides him.
"Emperor Lucas, Young Master Sebastian is outside the First Special District, saying he wants to see Miss Eva Nightingale."
Lucas Knight’s cold eyes shot over: "Tell him, Olivia is not here."
The room was silent and eerie, the man’s voice cold and chilling: "Deploy the mercenaries, kill them without mercy."
"..." Everyone trembled; the boss was angry, ready to slaughter. Those bastards deserved it. Completely slaughtering them would be best!
Harry North clutched his aching chest, kneeling down: "Rest assured, Crown Prince, this time I will not disappoint you."
-----Time rewinds to last night-----
Sebastian Yansford held the unconscious Eva Nightingale, originally planning to take her to China.
But looking at Eva, he thought, she’s already with the Crown Prince, she surely wouldn’t want to go with him?
After much hesitation, he didn’t take her away. Instead, he was preparing to take her back to the docks, but unexpectedly, an explosion occurred at the dock.
After a sheet of firelight, only darkness remained.
Sebastian Yansford drove a military vehicle to the First Special District.
Harry North greeted him nervously: "Young Master Sebastian, Miss Eva disappeared last night, she’s not in the First Special District, we’re still searching."
"..." Sebastian Yansford’s face darkened; his men had clearly reported Eva had been brought to the First Special District by Lucas Knight.
Last night, he himself was also injured, and then searched for Eva all night until his men reported, prompting him to urgently drive to the First Special District.
"Then I’ll go look again!" Maybe the information was wrong? Harry North had no reason to lie to him.
"Young Master Sebastian, wait for me." Barrett Scott hobbled over, leaning on a cane.
His foot was wrapped in gauze, injured last night.
"That group of bastards last night scared the hell out of me. If not for the Crown Prince and you protecting me, I would’ve been done for a long time ago."
Barrett Scott instinctively opened the car door and got into Sebastian Yansford’s car.
"Bang," he closed the door.
Barrett Scott asked with concern: "Where are you going? Our Crown Prince is injured! Admiral Kingsley is also missing, yes, missing with a woman."
This is the woman who calls Alexander Kingsley her husband.
Sebastian Yansford said while driving: "I’ve already sent people to look for him, he’ll be fine."
Sebastian Yansford still had faith in Alexander Kingsley.
As a top special forces soldier, handling a few hundred spies is a piece of cake.
Lucas Knight is even more skillful, the most formidable among them all, everyone knew this.
"Where are we going now?" Barrett Scott asked.
Sebastian Yansford: "To your house."
Barrett Scott was puzzled, what do they do at his house?
Sebastian Yansford: "To take you home."
There’s no way around it, Barrett Scott was only a burden, and now he’s injured, how could Sebastian Yansford accomplish anything with him tagging along?
"Damn, I’m not a woman, why does this feel like a romantic date?" Barrett Scott couldn’t help but curse.
Barrett Scott was tossed out of the luxury car by Sebastian Yansford, who hit the accelerator and drove off without a second thought.
"Hey! Are you even a man, can you take some responsibility or what? Just leaving me here like that?"
The bodyguard teased: "Master Scott, were you taken from behind by Young Master Sebastian before being dumped?"