Speed Candles

Chapter 23 Dirty Tricks

Emily lifted her eyebrows a bit and looked at him, “Could it be possible that Oskar Miller is the reason

for you not marrying any lady?”

As Emily hinted him to be gay, Sebastian was choked and extremely discomforted by the anger stuffed

in his chest. He seemed to be rushed by anger to bit down at her lips.

Emily frowned in pain and reached out to slap Sebastian’s chest fiercely, "You are nuts... let go..."

Sebastian buckled her hands on top of her head and pressed his muscular body against hers towards

the wall, holding her prisoner.

“Mr. Clark, don't touch me again if you refuse to marry me!”

Emily truly wanted to marry into the Clark family by any means, not out of love, though. That’s why she

racked her brains to cheat and abduct at his company to make a scene and then took the initiative to

meet Norah.

Even after meeting Norah, Emily still hasn't given up regardless. What Sebastian had just done to her

should just fit in precisely with Emily’s wishes, but somehow, she felt sick and uncomfortable about his

reaction and wanted to avoid it.

If there was another way out, she would never be willing to linger with someone she didn't love. Emily

could only temporarily use this perfunctory excuse to prevaricate her sudden emotion.

On the other hand, Sebastian used to say that he was disgusted by her social-climbing behaviour, but it

would have been a different feeling if she had refused him for the sake of her dignity. He coudln’t tell

what it is. It just felt wrong.

He snorted and didn't say anything.

They stared at each other in a stalemate for a minute. Emily stretched to push him away and went

around to the door to pick up the keys.

As she opened the door, she said, “Mr. Clark, my home is too shabby to invite you in. Besides, there is

nothing worth seeing inside. Don’t be light-hearted, though. I might end up tangle with you again one

day.”

Then the door was shut in a “bang” sound with no mercy to him.

Sebastian remained his posture against the wall. He gritted his teeth, and the light of plotting in his

eyes grew brighter until it was slowly digested by his wits.

When did Emily not leave in a mess? It turns out that the mighty dragon is no match for the cunning

serpent! At her territory, she just bullied a tiger as a kitten?

The private room in Y Club.

“Sebastian, come over to have some fun, don't just drink!"

Max King, Ethan Cooper and Sebastian Clark met in high school. It is rare for a rich kid to meet a good

friend who had gone through all odds, especially, Max has been labelled as an illegitimate son since he

was born. He was bullied him a lot in his high school and college time. Only these two had the most

profound friendship with him.

"I finally came over from N City, and I have invited the most popular lady in this club for you. She is

absolutely clean and charming, and she can also adapt her style according to the tastes of the guests.”

Max, the Casanova in N city who always misbehave, said to Sebastian.

The light in the private room flickered and dimmed, faintly shining on Sebastian’s well-crafted

handsome face. His slender fingers were holding a delicate wine glass. Suddenly, he lost interest in

drinking. He studied the teetering drink in his glass.

Max stretched out his hand to probe Sehastian’s forehead and then probed his own forehead: “Are you

all right?! Did you see a ghost or what?”

"Did your family invest in Morris Properties?"

Max choked with his sudden question and replied, “The old fellow invested many years ago. It was

more like a friendship sponsorship stock! It's not a big..."

Sehastian drank his glass of wine in one gulp, interrupted him and said, “Withdraw the investment!”

“Withdraw?” Max looked in confusion, “The situation of the Morris family is not very good at the

moment. I heard that Mrs Morris has been preparing for the acquisition for a long time. If there is a war

among the shareholders, wouldn't it be over for the Morris family?”

This was exactly what Sehastian wanted. He had been too kind to Emily Morris, so she put him in an

awkward position. He should give her some lessons.

“I will pay as much as it requires.”

Max said, “It is tacky to talk about money between us. You know it, I can't make the call. It's up to my

father.”

Sehastian turned a deaf ear to it and still asked with a faint look, “Just say, can it be done or not?"

Just as Max was about to explain himself, Ethan walked over and asked, "What can be done?”

“Ethan, you’ve come just in time. Sehastian is asking me for help here...”, said Max.

Ethan reached out and picked a grape from the fruit plate and stuff it in his mouth, "Then just do it!"

“He asked me to sell the shares of Morris Properties straightaway!"

Hearing that, Ethan also stared at Sehastian in astonishment. Sehastian had a long face as if someone

owed him tens of millions since he walked in.

“Alright, alight… don't put on your long face. We are here to have some good time, I will deal with it for

you.” Max cast a wink which can only be understood by the three of them.

Sehastian, who hadn't spoken since he asked, suddenly became excited. He never enjoyed being with

women in such places and always found them dirty. But for the first time, he said, “bring the ladies on

then!”

“The lady has been standing downstairs for a few hours. You surely have no compassion for

womanhood!” Ethan whispered and went out to call the manager to let the lady come up to the room.

The woman who posted herself on Sehastian’s body was Ada Cook, who had always been the most

popular in the club. She was great looking and had a graceful figure. Legend had it that she could be

both coquettish and innocent, proficient in some classical and exotic techniques. And she could be

anyone that you wanted her to be. A modern version of Helen of Troy!

“Mr. Clark, have a drink with me!”, Ada was extremely excited to meet Sehastian. Her face was

cramped with joy, and she acted cute, “my hands hurt”.

Emily’s enchanting face suddenly popped up in Sehastian’s mind. She used to seduce him like this

before. He grasped the woman's hand from his thigh. He evoked a cold smile and said, “How can

someone like you be the belle of the club? I've seen a woman who was better at seducing than you Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

are. I should ask her to teach you.”

Ada thought that she succeeded in arousing Sehastian’s interest. As long as he had her in his eyes, it

would not be difficult for her to get into the modelling industry in future.