Chapter 122: Almost, But Not Quite
It was so very difficult to get good help these days. Which made it impossible to find a good spy. When the first one had failed him, Sebastian had almost given up. But he had not, instead he had chosen to be patient, and go for a spy that would not be so obvious. It was a pity that that had failed too. But the mousy woman’s useless observations, her name already forgotten, had been enough for Sebastian to start thinking that there was something else going on.
Which was why he had decided to confront his nephew now instead of staying away like he had done all of this time. There had to be something, something that he was missing. Something that could be used as an advantage so that he could dethrone his nephew.
So there he was, currently in his nephews office, watching as the brat who had not earned his position sat in a chair that did not belong to him.
Had he less control of himself, Sebastian would have jumped over the table, and beaten his nephew to a pulp. But he was in control of his rage. In fact, the only time his temper had ever threatened to slip, had been when his nephew had embarrassed him all those weeks ago.
But he was a fully grown adult, capable of controlling himself. So he had not burned the place to the ground like he had wanted to. Instead Sebastian had lost himself in an endless stream of women. Blonds, brunettes, blue hair, red hair, green hair, no hair, short hair, long hair. That did not matter to him, so long as they had breasts bigger than volleyballs, and thick hips, he did not discriminate. He had buried himself in them, and used their bodies to calm his own.
And where the women had failed he had found that a good drink more than made up for it. He had gone through what felt like an entire bar, but at the end of his binge, Sebastian had felt much calmer.
But even though he had been feeling calmer, Sebastian had still known that had he been in the same room with his nephew, things would have gone south quick. So he’d had Lucas map out the whole building, so that he had less chance of running into his nephew during their day to day.
It had been humiliating, it had felt as though he was running away from the brat. But his patience had finally paid off, and he could now face his nephew, without killing him.
"Uncle, to what do I owe the...pleasure...of your visit," His nephew said pleasure, but Sebastian heard displeasure. But since the feeling was mutual, he would rather have been anywhere but in that office. He could not fault him on that, it was painful for both of them. But he had to endure the discomfort for a little while longer, if he was to leave with any bit of useful information. Coming to a stop in front of his nephew’s desk, Sebastian began his fact finding mission.
"Oh just checking up on you, sweet nephew. After all it must be a shock for you to find out that your treasured PA, has been going around company to company, looking for a job," Sebastian dropped the bomb as easiest walking. He’d heard the rumor while out with one of his acquaintances, he did not believe it, but that did not mean it did not need investigating.
Having come right out with his game, Sebastian watched his nephew. Many people would have been looking for a reaction. I gasp, a widening of the eyes, or maybe even standing, and all of a sudden getting angry.
But instead, Sebastian got none of that , which was a good thing, since that was not what he was looking for. What he got instead was a very careful lack of reaction. He was pretty sure that if he wanted. He could have reached out, tapped his nephew lightly on the cheek, and his mask would have cracked, and crumbled.