Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian) novel Chapter 388



"Excellent wine!" Sebastian couldn't help but praise the Centennial Wine. The wine had a rich, lingering flavor.

More importantly, as it flowed down his throat, it ignited a warm current that spread

throughout his body, imbuing him with pure energy that could be easily refined to enhance his cultivation.

Just one cup, roughly half an ounce, was equivalent to half a day of arduous cultivation for Sebastian. As a divine grandmaster, the energy he could accumulate in half a day of arduous cultivation was significant.

This single cup, if auctioned, would fetch at least a million dollars, assuming one could even find it.

Anything capable of boosting one's cultivation base was truly invaluable.

"I'm glad you like it. Here, have some more," Cassandra said, pouring him another glass.

"Mr. Ethan, I heard from the Sanders family patriarch that you've become a middle-stage divine grandmaster. Is that true?" she asked.

"Yes, that's correct," Sebastian replied, downing his drink. He wasn't there just for the alcohol-the chance to enhance his cultivation base was too good to pass up.

Cassandra continued to refill his glass without hesitation. After about ten cups, Sebastian started to feel a bit self-conscious.

"Mr. Ethan, what do you think of my brother, Luke?" Cassandra asked out of the blue.

"Mr. Luke is incredibly gifted. His potential knows no bounds," Sebastian answered.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

"And what about me?" she asked, smiling,

Sebastian froze. Was Cassandra trying to seduce him? As in to seduce Ethan?

Cassandra instantly read his thoughts and rolled her eyes. "I mean, what do you think of my talents?"

Her presence was commanding enough to intimidate most. Though Sebastian wasn't cowed, he did feel uneasy.

Looking at her shimmering lips, he couldn't help but swallow hard. His breath quickened involuntarily, and even his blood seemed to boil.

Sebastian realized something was amiss. Even though his resolve had weakened slightly since altering his cultivation method, he shouldn't have been affected so easily.

"Ms. Lennon, is there something in the wine?" he asked.

"Don't worry. It's just a stimulant to help you relax and enjoy yourself," Cassandra replied with a sly smile.

Sebastian cursed his oversight. He hadn't detected the drug in the wine, though thankfully, it wasn't poison.

"Ms. Lennon, I'm your elder. This isn't appropriate," he said.