Chapter 907: Introduction
Grant was stunned, caught completely off guard by the whirlwind that was Innocensa Frost. He had never imagined, not even in his wildest dreams, that someone would propose to him like this. Innocensa, with her captivating confidence, had effortlessly swept him off his feet—and not in the way most would expect. She didn’t ask or suggest; she declared. She had laid it out plainly, leaving no room for misinterpretation. After their next date, they would kiss. That was non-negotiable. But then, as if that bold statement wasn’t enough to leave him reeling, she went on to inform him that he would be the one asking her out for the date.
Talk about pressure.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to. On the contrary, he wanted nothing more than to take her out. Her words had lingered in the air like a challenge, daring him to act, and if he hadn’t been so utterly flabbergasted in the moment, he might have blurted out an invitation right then and there. But he couldn’t. No matter how badly he wanted to, he couldn’t bring himself to say the words.
There were rules—unwritten but deeply ingrained within him—rules that he couldn’t just cast aside. Sebastian Frost, had done more for him than anyone else ever had. The man didn’t know that, of course. To him, Grant was probably one of the thousands of orphan students that he sponsored.
The anonymous benefactor who had quietly supported the orphanage for so many years, ensuring that the children had food, clothing, and even a chance at an education, was none other than Sebastian Frost.
Talk about bad timing. And bad luck.
If only Father Peter hadn’t called him to help with the accounts today. If only Grant hadn’t decided to take a closer look, his curiosity piqued by the generosity of someone who had remained nameless for so long. But he had looked. And he had noticed. The account number of the mysterious benefactor matched perfectly with the one that Seb had used to give him the funding.
How could he repay that kind of selfless kindness by even thinking about starting something with Innocensa?
With a sigh, he sat back insteas of leaving. It seemed today was meant for him to keep drinking. He had been drinking through the evening but even now, with all the things going on in his head, he only wanted to black out. So, he decided to wash down all his food with the drinks.