Chapter 495: An Investigation
Emma stood up from the bed lazily, stretching her arms as she smiled. Today was going to be a good morning. She was sure of it! She’d been restless all through the night, regarding her mixed feelings about Seb and his wife, but she’d finally decided to put that past her. She was finally doing well in her career and it would be foolish of her to jeopardize that just for a one sided love.
Also, she’d already confessed to Seb and received a negative answer so she really should respect herself and move on. What should she do today? Maybe she would go to the mall. Their launch was going to be happening soon and while her designs were all done, maybe going to the mall would give her a better idea about any change in shopping trends. It was always good to observe first hand.
Before she could plan more of her day, however, there was some urgent knocking on the door. With a frown, she wondered who could have come, but then checked her clothing. Well, she was decently dressed so she could check as is.
As she swung the door open, she was met with the sight of Seb standing on her doorstep. A sliver of excitement raced through her at the sight of him, making her forget her previous resolutions and she smiled widely, "Seb, what are you doing...."
Before she could finish her question, however, she was almost pushed out of the way by a few of the security men who had accompanied him. As she looked askance, she realized that Seb was staring at her too coldly.
"Seb, what’s going on? Why are they here?" she stammered, her voice trembling with uncertainty.
Seb’s expression remained impassive as he strode past her, his steps deliberate and purposeful. He didn’t offer any explanation but instead focused his attention on Emma with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine.
"What did you do, Emma?" he demanded sharply.
Emma’s confusion deepened at his question. "I-I don’t understand," she replied.
Seb paused and looked at her carefully," You brought over a gift yesterday."
Emma frowned at the accusatory tone, "Yes. I brought over a set of natural essential oils and oil diffusers as a gift. They are very thereupatic and..." her words trailed off as she met his cold gaze, a fearful feeling settling in her stomach.
Seb’s jaw clenched tightly as he stared at her, his eyes narrowed with suspicion. "And where did you get them?" he asked, his voice devoid of emotion.