After Elaria left, Sebastian headed somewhere else.
The rooftop of the Granary Building.
The night wind roared, lifting the hems of their long black coats like wings ready to strike-it was hard to tell who held more sway in that moment.
Facing the wind, Sebastian lit a cigarette. The small flame briefly lit up his sharp features, his cheeks hollowed by a deep inhale, making his already chiseled face look even more striking.
After finishing half the cigarette, he looked at Liam, voice cold and sharp. "Cancel the partnership."
"As for the divorce, it's on hold. If it comes to it, someone else will be taking over the case..."
Liam frowned. "Why?"
Sebastian flicked the rest of his cigarette to the ground and crushed it under his leather shoe. His voice dropped, even cold
