The early morning sun shone into the simple and elegant bedroom.

The man frowned, opened his sleepy eyes, and realized that he actually... had a night of good sleep.

It had been a long time since he had been able to sleep so soundly that he actually only woke up when the sky was already bright.

Sebastian rubbed his temples. The dream from last night also flooded in - that night he had sex with Rosa five years ago. However, the one under him...

Why did it turn out to be Rowena who was wearing a medical uniform?

The indescribable pictures did not stop as he was shocked, clamoring at his senses.

The most terrible thing was... As his memories advanced, his private place actually quietly stood upright.

Sebastian's pair of eagle-like eyes stared wide open. He was stunned for ten seconds in disbelief. He lifted the quilt and did not even have time to put on his slippers. He rushed straight into the bathroom and turned on the tap.

A sound of water splash was heard –

The cold water drenched his entire body, and only then did Sebastian regain some of his consciousness. How was this possible? A woman he had only met once made the dignified Mr. Laird... have a lustful dream?

After the shower, everything was over. Sebastian swore that no second person would know about this!

However, the development of the situation far exceeded Sebastian's imagination.

From the morning meeting to reviewing documents in the office, Sebastian's mood had never calmed down. The woman's delicate body, her tender skin, and even... the body fragrance that entered his nose became clearer and clearer, causing Sebastian to have an impulse to find Rowena.

It couldn't be!

Mr. Laird would never believe that he really had feelings for Rowena. In this case, the remaining possibility could only be –

There must be something wrong with Rowena. She was a psychologist. During yesterday's therapy, she must have given himself some psychological hints to guide him to keep her in mind.

Moreover, when he thought about it carefully, Rowena looked somewhat similar to Rosalind, and it was possible that she deliberately dressed up and even had plastic surgery to get close to him.

The more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became. Even the nervousness that Rowena showed yesterday seemed to be playing hard to get. Sure enough, it turned out to be another woman who wanted to rise up to the upper class. Then he, Sebastian, absolutely could not let her succeed. He would never go to Rowena.

Sebastian set a rule in his heart.

When he thought of this, his messy heart calmed down a little. Just as he picked up the document and was about to deal with it, a sweet female voice followed, "Sebastian, are you busy?"

Sebastian really wanted to reply coldly with a simple word of "Yep". He wanted her to leave quickly, but he suddenly remembered that last time, he had rejected Rosa's initiative for the first time, and now he even had a lustful sex dream with another woman behind her back...

"It's fine." Sebastian forced a smile, but he could feel how stiff his smile was, "Come here."

When Rosalind saw Sebastian put down his work to accompany her, she was indescribably excited. Step by step, she walked to Sebastian's side and leaned close to him. Her body was about to sit on Sebastian's lap, "Sebastian, you've worked hard recently."

Sebastian originally did not want to refuse her who took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, but when Rosalind was about to touch his trousers, he suddenly felt a strong sense of disgust.

Then, his body reacted naturally. He exerted force with his feet, and the chair with pulley wheels moved backward, avoiding Rosalind's body.

With a plop, Rosalind fell to the ground. She looked at Sebastian in disbelief, "Sebastian... What happened to you?"

"Sorry." Sebastian didn't know what was wrong with him. The disgust that had just risen up was so strong that it crashed into his consciousness, and even his brain was not working.

He thought to himself, "That Rowena, what kind of bewitching drug did she use to me?"

He frowned tightly, his entire body being so filled with hostility that he forgot that Rosalind was still on the ground.

Rosalind wanted to hide her embarrassment, but her face kept burning red and hot. She simply did not get up and just looked at Sebastian pitifully, "Sebastian, do you not like me anymore?"

"How could that be?" Sebastian slightly restrained his emotions, but his expression was still terrifyingly gloomy. He reached out to help Rosalind up, but the moment Rosalind wanted to hug him, he was distancing himself from her, "Rosa, I have too much official work today. I might not be able to be with you."

"Ah... I see." Rosalind lowered her head sadly, concealing the impatience in her eyes. She softly said, "It's fine. Sebastian, whenever you need me, just call. Now I'm leaving, I won't disturb you anymore."

"Alright." Seeing Rosalind being so sensible, Sebastian blamed himself even more. He did not want to hurt Rosalind anymore, so he quickly sent her out of the office.

After Rosalind left, Sebastian took a deep breath, but before he could breathe out, there was another knock on the door.

Colton appeared at the door with a face full of smiles.

"Bro, are you still angry with me?" His smile was so flattering that the corners of his eyes and of his mouth almost met. He took out a bottle of red wine from his back with his right hand and said, "To apologize, I even cheated out my old man's good wine. How can you not appreciate it?"

"Thank you." Sebastian snorted coldly. He still did not have a good expression on his face.

"Alright, you're such a big person. Why are you still wasting your time on something like this?" Colton said with disdain, but his actions were full of flattery. He grabbed Sebastian's shoulder and handed him the red wine, "I won't mention it anymore, okay?"

Sebastian glanced at him, took the wine, put it on the table, and turned to the cupboard to fetch two wine glasses.

"How is your father recently?"

"The doctor said that he can't drink anymore. Everything else is fine," Colton said with a chuckle as he opened the bottle, his hands lightly trembling.

"You should spend more time with him." Sebastian sighed, "Also, shouldn't you consider taking over the Jett family?"

"Then you worry too much." The corners of Colton's mouth suddenly curved up. He laughed out loud and exerted force in his hands. The cork of the bottle was violently pulled open, and there was a snapping sound, "If I intend to take over the Jett family, won't my father get angry and his sickness become even worse?"

Sebastian did not reply, nor did he look at Colton. He only placed the two wine glasses in front of him and motioned for him to pour wine.

Perhaps Colton's laughter just now was too loud, making the sudden silence even more abrupt.

After pouring two glasses of wine, the two men each had their own thoughts and no one said anything more. They drank half a bottle of a wine glass after glass.

"Well, you should also comfort me a little." Colton couldn't stand the silence and looked at Sebastian with some resentment, "Why do I have to make you my friend? You always remain silent. When I'm in need, I can't count on you at all. You are often impatient for no reason."