Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian) novel Chapter 553

Marie looked at Sebastian with disdain. "You're the one who saved my husband before, aren't you? I admit that your medical skills are impressive, and I'm grateful. But that's no reason to harass my daughter. From now on, you should stay away from her. Otherwise, I won't let you off!"

"Mom, don't be like this. He's not harassing me. I'm with him on my own will," Esme said.

"Shut up! There's no room for discussion. You must marry Prince Charles!" Marie snapped.

Sebastian chuckled softly. "Mrs. Bailey, Esme is your daughter, not a commodity. I hope you'll respect her decision."

"You shut up! You have no say here," Marie rebuked harshly.

Then, she said while looking at Charles with a fawning expression, "Don't worry, Prince Charles. Esme will definitely be yours. No one can take her away. You can marry her whenever you want."

Charles' expression softened. "At least you know your place. There's no rush for the wedding. As the crown prince of Cereria, marriage is a matter of national importance and needs proper preparation. But..."

He paused, looking at Esme with burning eyes. "Tonight, I want to have you. I'll have you over and over, at least a hundred times."

"You're so shameless!"

Esme trembled with anger. She had never met someone so brazenly shameless.

Sebastian was also furious, and his eyes were sharp as he said, "You Western Region mongrel, if you dare to spew such filth again, I'll make sure that you'll die without a burial place!"

"Hah!" Charles sneered. "You're just a lowly Dragothian. How dare you threaten a noble prince? You don't know your place."

"I hereby declare that this day next year will be your death anniversary," Sebastian said calmly.

Sebastian ignored her and looked at Marie. "That's just mere billions worth of betrothal gifts. That's nothing."

Hearing this, Marie immediately scoffed. "How shameless! 'Mere billions,' you say? Don't tell me that you can offer more than Prince Charles."

Lyra chimed in, "That's billions of dollars we're talking about. Even if this bumpkin were sold in pieces, he wouldn't be worth a fraction of Prince Charles' betrothal gifts."

"That's right. This guy must be some clown sent to amuse us."

Everyone burst into laughter again.

Sebastian remained calm, smiling slightly. "Mere billions really isn't much. I'll offer 10 billion dollars worth of betrothal gifts!"