Chapter 336

Sebastian, do you know the author?

Sophia Sullivan smiled and nodded.

"I'll head out first. Goodbye, Uncle, Auntie."

Hannah Morse immediately moved closer.

"Take me with you! I'm going the same way!"

Marcus Lawrence held her back.

"Stop inviting yourself. I'll drive you."

Hannah hesitated.

Mainly because she had laughed too loudly earlier.

She was afraid this petty guy would settle the score on the way.

Marcus's tone was firm.

"I think it's a good idea."

Hannah had no choice but to give up.

Sebastian Evans watched Alexander Laurent and Sophia Sullivan leave side by side.

He narrowed his long, fox-like eyes.

As she got in the car, Sophia took off her scarf.

Alexander naturally reached out and took it.

She actually handed it to him.

Linus walked over and patted his shoulder.

"You still want to give her a ride? You drank quite a bit just now. Can't break the law."

Sebastian frowned.

"What about Alexander? Did he drink?"

"No." Linus waved his hand.

"So sure?"

"He was sitting right next to me. I saw clearly."

Sebastian raised an eyebrow.

"Then why was there a glass by his hand? With clear liquor in it?"

"That was Sprite."

Sebastian fell silent.

Well played, Alexander Laurent!

Another mark against you.

The driver brought the car over.

Sebastian got in and left.

He watched the scenery flash by outside the window.

His fingers lightly stroked his chin.

He considered buying a place near Sophia.

Next time, Alexander wouldn't be the only one going her way.

But he quickly suppressed the thought.

Getting too close would scare the little rabbit.

Once scared, she would hide.

Never letting him get close again.

Ethan Roscente was a cautionary tale.

He couldn't make the same mistake.

Alexander Laurent got off lightly!

The night was deep, the starry river twinkling.

The city's noise gradually quieted.

Usually, the driver would take him back to the Evans residence.

But Sebastian suddenly remembered the matter from this morning.

The Atlante family's housekeeper had called.

He was in a meeting at the time.

When he called back, another housekeeper answered.

He asked about the old master and mistress.

The housekeeper said everything was fine.

Probably not a health issue.

Must be some other non-urgent matter.

He hadn't visited the two elders in a while either.

Sebastian instructed the driver to change course to the Atlante residence.

The Atlante villa had a somewhat European style.

Located within the third ring road.

It was the old master and mistress's temporary residence.

Entering required passing through a small garden first.

Large swathes of wisteria climbed over the glass greenhouse.

The entire sunroom looked like a giant purple flower basket.

Emilia had loved wisteria since she was little.

Wherever they lived, the old mistress demanded a garden.

They specially built a sunroom.

Atlante Gardens also had large stretches of wisteria.

Swing sets were arranged among the trees.

It was said to be Emilia's secret base.

Sebastian looked at the meticulously maintained wisteria.

He sighed softly.

Wondering if he could make up for the two elders' regret in his lifetime.

"Grandpa! Grandma!"

Sebastian called out loudly as he entered.

Isaac Atlante smiled as he came to greet him.

"Sebastian?! What brings you here?"

Sebastian changed into slippers.

He took off his coat and hung it up.

"Not welcome me?"

"This time… doesn't seem like your style."

Sebastian supported him as they walked towards the living room.

"I come when I want. Do I need to pick a time?"

"Sounds like a routine duty visit."

"Of course? You're a very busy man."

"Grandpa, are you making fun of me or praising me?"

The old master laughed heartily.

Sebastian sat down on the sofa.

Something poked him.

He reached under and pulled out a book.

He looked at the cover after closing it.

"Seven-Day Talk"!

"Isn't this the book from my car?"

He habitually folded page corners as markers.

The creases were still there.

"Yes! I took it from your car last time. Didn't expect it to be so gripping!"

Sebastian raised an eyebrow.

"You read it?"

The old master nodded.

"Read half of it."

"So before I came in, you were sitting here reading this book?"

Isaac pushed his reading glasses up.

"What? Can't I?"

"Can your eyes handle it?"

The old mistress in the rocking chair suddenly spoke.

"That's what I told him! Told him to download a reading app, using the audiobook function is much more convenient."

Sebastian was surprised.

"Grandma, you're listening to this book too?"

Florence Atlante nodded.

"Yes! Sebastian, come here, this book is so interesting!"

"Interesting?"

"Listen to these two descriptions at the beginning. Close your eyes and imagine the scene…"

Sebastian took the headphones and put them on.

"…Lin Quan was soaked through, the rain still falling. A villa appeared ahead, the car was broken, and it was dark. He wanted to go in to take shelter from the rain… Approaching, he saw two huge wrought iron gates. Directly above was a bauhinia design, painted silver. In the middle was a row of winged angels, golden. Further down were scattered thornbirds and bushes…"

"…After entering, he first saw two crystal chandeliers. The lamp pendants were sea blue… That pure blue was enticing, yet also seemed unnatural…"

Florence asked.

"Hear anything?"

Sebastian was astonished.

"This wrought iron gate, and the crystal lamp with aquamarine pendants…"

"Very familiar, right?!"

He nodded.

Florence pressed further.

"Think about real life. Have you seen it somewhere before?"

Sebastian suddenly looked up.

The crystal chandelier above hung with blue lamp pendants!

That blue was exactly like the one described in the novel.

"Deep, rich, crystal clear and translucent, like the tranquil point where sea and sky meet in the ocean's depths, smelling the profundity and mystery of death."

Sebastian said softly.

"Our family's crystal chandelier?"

Florence nodded excitedly.

"Isn't it amazing? Other places in the book also have shadows of our home. It's simply unbelievable!"

Sebastian held his forehead.

"Probably just a coincidence. The book describes two lamps. We only have one."

The old mistress knew, but still found it marvelous.

"By the way, Sebastian, do you know the author?"