Remorse After Breaking Up

sar, isn’t it? My father has abandoned me.

Elena let out a sigh, her face etched with despair. “It’s clear,

“You’re his daughter! How could he abandon you?” Sebastian demanded.

Elena Laughed bitterly. “So what if I’m his daughter? Blood or not, what does it matter when weighed against power and influence?”

Sebastian’s brow furrowed. Elena wasn’t wrong. While not everyone would sacrifice their daughter, countless women had been readily traded anything for ambition throughout history NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

He had naively believed that capturing Elena would force Novastar Organization to trade the amulet for her release. Now, it seemed his efforts were futile.

“Try calling your father again,” Sebastian urged, handing her his phone. He was still hopeful that things might turn around.

Elena dialed a number and engaged in a conversation with the person on the other end in Bandaskar.

Her frustration was palpable, and Sebastian could understand why.

He was fluent in Blandaskarian and overheard Elena’s father using the ongoing internal conflict within Novastar Organization as an excuse for her to wait for rescue. It was an indirect way of saying he was giving up on her.

Sebastian could empathize with Elena’s father’s decision. Elena wasn’t his only child; he had several sons as well. He was willing to sacrifice one daughter rather than part with his precious treasure.

Possessing the amulet would skyrocket his power, granting him the ability to subdue all opposition. Wealth, women, authority, and status would all be within his grasp. Slamming the phone down in frustration, Elena recounted her father’s words.

“My father says there’s an internal conflict in Novastar Organization, and he can’t spare the time to deal with me right now. He’ll come with the amulet to exchange for me once the conflict is resolved”

“Do you believe him?” Sebastian asked.

“obviously not. He’s clearly chosen to abandon me.” Elena tummed, and then looked up at Sebastian. “Let’s cooperate. I’ll help you get the amulet back.”

“Your father abandoned you, and you’re a prisoner yourself. How can you help me get the amulet back?” Sebastian asked.

“Let me go back, and I’ll find a way to steal the amulet,” Elena proposed.

“Do you think I’m an idiot?” Sebastian sneered

Elena’s nickname was “Queen Bee“; she was a cunning and scheming woman with many tricks up her sleeve.

“I know you don’t believe me, but I’ll show you my sincerity,” Elena smiled.

“What sincerity?” Sebastian asked curiously.

“Sit here and wait for a while.” Elena winked and then walked into the bedroom.

Sebastian sat there waiting, wanting to see what Elena was up to. After 20 minutes, Elena walked out of the bedroom.

Sebastian lifted his head, and his eyes widened in surprise.

Elena was wearing fiery red silk pyjamas that clung to her curves. The sheer fabric hinted at the creamy perfection of her skin beneath. The short style of the pajamas offered a tantalizing glimpse of her long, shapely legs.

Elena had obviously taken a bath, as her long, wet hair draped behind her back. Her delicate features, which now looked flushed and fresh, were captivating.

Next, Elena sauntered toward Sebastian. She wrapped a hand around his neck, pulling him close.