My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 408

"Please. Seb begged Mom for ages before she agreed."

Sebastian nuzzled her hand like a little puppy, making her giggle. How could such a cute kid be anything but a delight?

"Alright, we'll grab some lunch and then I'll take you out to have fun."

"Hooray for Pretty Sister!"

"Pretty Sister, what fun stuff are we doing today?" Sebastian asked, munching on his toast with eager anticipation. Xanthea glanced at her phone, checking the packed schedule her uncle had sent her, none of which seemed kid-friendly.

"What would you like to do?"

"Cosplay! Seb wants to see Pretty Sister turn into a kitty cat!"

"Cough, cough!" Xanthea choked on her milk, waving her hands dismissively, "No, no, that's not suitable for kids. Let's choose something else."

"How about something similar? Like a dress-up game for a magazine cover shoot? Would you like to try that?"

"A magazine shoot?"

Sebastian's eyes sparkled at the thought. Wouldn't that mean he could be in a picture with Pretty Sister?

"Yes, yes, let's do it!"

Nodding eagerly, Xanthea messaged Oliver Lopez back. After finishing their meal, the two, dressed in matching punk jackets that made them look like the coolest aunt-nephew team ever, set off for the studio.

But as soon as they stepped out of the car at the studio, a swarm of reporters and paparazzi swarmed them like bees to honey, shoving microphones and flashing lights in Xanthea's face.

"Xan, is the rumored relationship true between you and Orion Lockwood, the chairman of the Lockwood Group?"

"Xan, how do you respond to the widespread rumors of you two living together?"

"Stop, stop filming!"

Xanthea felt that these reporters were going crazy for news. They actually thought Sebastian was her and Orion's child. How old did they think she was when she had him? She tried to hide Sebastian, but it only made things more suspicious.

Confronted with his first encounter with the press, Sebastian adjusted his sunglasses with all the poise of a young aristocrat and declared in his sweet, childlike voice, "I'm four and a half years old!"

"Four and a half?"

The reporters were dumbfounded. The math didn't quite add up for him to be Xanthea and Orion's child.

"So, what's your relationship with Xanthea and Orion?"

"One's my future wife, and the other's my rival in love!"

The reporters: This was getting too far-fetched—downright ludicrous!