The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 458 Late Summer

Sebastian glanced at Molly; he was used to it.

The call connected, and Alan's pleading voice came through. He cried and begged Molly, "Molly, I was wrong. I just like you; I shouldn't have harassed you. Please. I don't have a home anymore. My dad has a new family and doesn't want me. Molly, I'm sorry."

Alan kept talking about his hardships and trying to gain Molly's sympathy.

But he underestimated Molly's character.

Before Sebastian could say a word, Molly cut in, "I'm really sorry about your lack of a father figure. If you're missing a mother's love, just call me 'Mommy' and I'll gladly raise you as my own." She looked over at Sebastian, a smirk of pride on her face.

Alan was silent for a moment on the other end. "Molly, I'm really at my wit's end. Please save me. My company can't go bankrupt; if it does, I'll have nothing left. Without the company, I might as well die." Unconsciously, Molly wrapped her arm around Sebastian's and leaned on him. Sebastian held the phone while she did the scolding. "If you want to die, just do it. Don't trouble the police; they're very busy." Molly showed no mercy or sympathy for Alan. In fact, she seemed quite the little villain.

Alan was hitting walls everywhere. Now, a single word from Molly could save him. He had already apologized sincerely, but she wouldn't accept it and seemed to want to push him to the brink. Alan questioned, "Molly, why can't you see how I feel about you? Are you really okay with driving me to the edge?"

Molly rolled her eyes. "Alan, it's not like I'm the one pushing you to your limits. If you want to blame someone, go ahead and blame me. At least Sebastian's got my back and can protect me." With a flattering gaze, she turned to Sebastian and asked, "Sebastian, don't you agree?"

Sebastian hadn't spoken yet and passed her the phone, saying, "You take it. I'm heading to bed."

Molly quickly hugged Sebastian, not letting him leave. "No. I don't want to talk with him."

"I see you were enjoying it."

Molly retorted, "I'm not."

Alan also heard Sebastian's voice on the other end. He thought, 'So, Sebastian has been there all along.

'It's so late, and Molly is still with him.'

Sebastian turned off the speakerphone and put the phone to his ear.

Molly tiptoed to listen, but Sebastian pushed her away. He went to the bedroom, turned around, locked the door, and shut Molly out.

Inside, he held the phone alone and lowered his voice to remind Alan, "Mr. Miller. It seems you has forgotten the last warning."

Alan glanced at his injured wrist, still struggling with simple tasks like eating.

Sebastian's tone was nonchalant, but his gaze was intense as he stared out the window. "It seems I need to remind you of what you swore back then."

"I'm really at my wit's end," Alan began, but Sebastian immediately cut him off coldly, "That's exactly what I want!"

Otherwise, it wouldn't be called revenge.

Alan closed his eyes, struggling to accept that his company, in his hands for less than three months, was about to go under. He was used to being the center of attention, the shining star among his friends, and the one others looked up to. The thought of losing it all and facing such a dramatic fall from grace was unbearable.

When he calmed down, he started thinking about which shareholder would secretly say he was incompetent.

He also wondered if his former classmates would secretly badmouth him.

Alan was desperate and snapped, "Sebastian, what's the benefit in driving me to the brink like this?"

Sebastian sneered, "You're really stupid."

Alan asked, "Sebastian, you like Molly, don't you?"

Sebastian glanced at the phone.

Men could read men well, and rivals could always sniff each other out. Alan chuckled abruptly, "You've got a thing for your sister."

Sebastian snorted, "So what? You know she is Molly, not Mia."

Alan stopped laughing, "Mr. Chase, if you push me too far, I'll do anything. I won't let go of Molly."

Sebastian thought, 'Is Alan threatening me?'

Sebastian's eyes hardened instantly, his fists clenching tight.

At the door, Molly stood in the hallway, arms resting on the railing, looking down at the living room in frustration. She murmured, "Why does Sebastian kick me out? Seriously, I'm not in the way." After five more minutes, Sebastian's bedroom door opened.

Molly hurried towards Sebastian, but he beat her to it, tossing a phone into her arms and ordering, "Time for bed."

Curious, Molly inquired, "Is it done? Sebastian, what did you guys talk about?"

Just as she neared Sebastian, he slammed his bedroom door shut and locked it.

Startled, Molly nearly collided with it, exclaiming, "That gave me a fright."

She patted her chest, glanced at the phone, and saw that Sebastian had even deleted the recent contact.

Pouting, Molly repeated her earlier movements and headed back to her bedroom.

After a while, Sebastian changed into his daytime clothes and quietly left his bedroom.

Molly was about to fall asleep when the bright headlights and engine roar from downstairs jolted her awake. She dashed to the window, flung it open, and watched as Sebastian's white car drove out of the driveway. Molly leaned halfway out, watching Sebastian's car disappear from sight.

She looked up at the moon, noticing two sparse stars twinkling in the night sky. She thought, 'What's Sebastian out doing at this hour?'

A warm summer breeze danced through the air, gently tousling Molly's hair. She turned to glance at her phone on the bed, recalling the call from Alan earlier. Suddenly, she understood why Sebastian had deleted her call log. Molly stood by the bed, leaving the window open, feeling the coolness of the late summer breeze.

Later, she closed the window, climbed into bed, picked up her phone, and went to the living room.

At two in the morning, the sound of Sebastian's car echoed through the yard. Molly, determined to wait for Sebastian before falling asleep, had lain on the sofa for over an hour, not realizing when her eyelids finally grew heavy and closed.