Natalie truly wasn''t greedy; she hadn''t asked for a single dor of Sebastian''s money in the divorce.


    Sebastian had no idea what Sean was thinking.


    As far as he was concerned, everything he did for Joanna was out of gratitude for saving his life.


    It wasn''t love. He had attended banquets with her and taken her on business trips, but it was all for work. That didn''t count as a rtionship.


    A real rtionship should be just two people spending time together, talking about anything and everything, dreaming about the future.


    He scrolled through the search results for dating tips, and a flood of various techniques filled the screen.


    First: Find a clear night and take her to the countryside, far from the city noise. Lie on the soft grass and gaze at the brilliant starry sky together.


    Point to the brightest star and tell her, "In this vast cosmos, that star is as unique and radiant as you are in my heart. I want to be like this night sky, always by your side, listening to all your joys and sorrows."


    Sebastian thought watching the stars was a good idea, but the words were far too cheesy. He could never say something like that.


    Second: Secretly n a short trip for just the two of you.


    Don''t tell her the destination. On the day of departure, just take her hand and lead her on an unknown journey. Along the way, arrange everything for her, from cozy amodations to delicious local cuisine, letting her feel your thoughtfulness and care through the surprise.


    The more Sebastian read, the more ufortable he felt.


    Because he had taken Joanna on a trip before, to a very romantic ind.


    Thinking about it now, he understood why Natalie was repulsed by him. He was repulsed by himself.


    Sebastian angrily put his phone down.


    Remembering how foolish he had been all these years, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and asked, “Have you found anything on the man Joanna''s been seeing?"


    Sean was taken aback.


    "Sir,st time I got ahold of Joanna''s other phone, it waspletely clean when I unlocked it. I did, however, find those videos of you and her in bed was shocked, sir, I had no idea you were into such kinky stuff."


    Since he couldn''t find any trace of the other man, Sean was now beginning to


    suspect it had been Sebastian all along.


    The eyes, the mannerisms-they were identical.


    "Are you as blind as Natalie? On every business trip, I shared a room with you while


    she had her own. Do you really think I would have touched her?"


    Sebastian''s voice was hoarse with anger, his gaze fierce.


    He refused to be the scapegoat for this disgusting mess.


    The man looked exactly like him, but he was certain it was his father''s illegitimate


    son.


    And his shameless father was secretly helping this son.


    Also, his grandfather had been gone for almost a year, managing business overseas and refusing toe back. Why? Had his grandfather discovered something too? Just yesterday, he had sent a message telling him to be careful, that there was a mole in his circle.


    But who could it be?


    Sebastian fell into deep thought. The image of Natalie with Marshall resurfaced, and


    a wave of fury washed over him.


    In his entire life, only Natalie had ever made him this angry.


    But it seemed there was no ce left for him in her heart.


    Seeing Sebastian''s troubled expression, Sean said, "Sir, what if we drug the chairman? We could probably find some clues on his


    phone. What do you think of that n?"