My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 1369

I was stunned. I realized he had not been bullsh*tting all along.

After a few seconds of silence, I replied, "Alright then."

Through his reply, I could feel him smirking. "I thought you'd decline," he said. "I'll send you the address in a bit. Don't be late. I'd feel upset if you do."

After hanging up, I tried calling Hendrix once again. Fortunately, the call was connected. It was a bit noisy at his end like there were many vehicles around him. "Hendrix, has anything gone wrong at your end?"

"I'm stuck in a traffic jam," He said hurriedly. "No worries. I've spoken to Mr. Moore. He won't be heading to Asherton anytime soon. So, don't worry."

I heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Alright then. Fetch him to the hospital. I'll call my mom to let her know so that she would stop worrying."

I hung up on Hendrix. Then, I called Valerie.

The address that Sebastian sent was just a stone's throw away from where I was. I did not drive over. Instead, I took a taxi. The destination was a teahouse.

The place seemed like a private residence from the outside. Had the waiter not come over and greeted me, I would not have realized that I had arrived. I followed him into the tea room.

Sebastian was there, clad in a casual blue sweater. The indoor heating system was set quite high. He put his coat on the tatami. When he saw me, he smiled and said, "Please, have a seat. Let's enjoy this tea together!"

I pursed my lips and sat down opposite him. Not in a rush to speak, he busied himself with brewing tea. Then he passed me a porcelain teacup and said, "Smell the fragrance!"

I lifted the teacup and sniffed it. There was a strong aroma of green tea which was tinged with sweetness. As I saw him smiling at me, I put the teacup on the table and said, "It's fragrant, indeed!" He smiled and said, "Clearly, you can appreciate fine tea!"

He then poured some tea into my teacup. I frowned. He did not give the impression that he was getting down to business anytime soon. Agitated, I looked at him and said, "Sebastian, I'm too busy to idle my time away."

He furrowed his brows. Perhaps, I had annoyed him. He looked at me with displeasure and said, "I place quality of life above everything else. Feel free to make a move if you think I'm wasting your time." He raised his hand and pointed his slender finger at the door.

He clearly knew that I would not leave, especially since I had yet to obtain the information I wanted.

I pursed my lips and raised the teacup, then I guzzled the entire cup. At this moment, I could hear his disgruntled voice as he grumbled, "What a waste. You should have just taken a sip. What's the point of chugging top-quality tea?"

As I put the teacup on the table, I looked at him and frowned slightly. "To each their own... I have my own ways of enjoying tea," I retorted.

He frowned. As he poured me another cup of tea, he raised his eyebrows and instructed, "Just take a sip and enjoy it!"

I was a little irritated. I was not a tea connoisseur and did not know how to appreciate fine tea. Since he was staring at me, I could not help but try to give the impression that I enjoyed the tea. Satisfied, he said, "Right, that's the way it should be."

I heaved a sigh of relief as I looked at him.

He was rather decorous. After taking a sip, he commented, "Impressive!"

As I met his eye, he grinned and said, "Given this, I take it that you reciprocate my feelings for you?"

I frowned as I resisted the urge to fly into a rage. "I'm married," I said. "If money is what you're after, I can give it to you. Save Anne's life and I'll figure out a way to return my grandmother's box to you."