It was Devin.
However, he was like a completely changed person. As a soldier, he was supposed to care a great deal about his image, yet, at that moment, he looked unkempt with his scraggly stubble and unruly hair.
“Who’s in there?”
“Sebastian. He’s been guarding here for the whole night.”
Janice’s heart twitched in pain as she gazed at Devin’s downcast eyes.
Devin did not respond to her words.
For a moment, he wanted to turn and leave, unwilling to enter the house.
Before he could, however, a tall figure emerged from inside the hall upon hearing his voice.
“You’re here? Come in, then. We’ve been waiting for you to start everything.”
As usual, Sebastian did not show much emotion as he cast a faint look at Devin.
Devin did not respond to him.
Eventually, he lifted his feet and stepped inside.
The moment Devin entered the Red Pavilion, he noticed the entire interior of the villa was decorated in black.
Even all the colorful pictures on the wall were removed.
Devin’s pupils constricted as he fell deep in thought.
At that instance, deep agony spread through his heart, and he staggered.
“Are you all right?”
Sebastian immediately grabbed his arms.
But the moment he touched him, Devin acted as if he was electrocuted and shook Sebastian’s hand off before striding into the mourning hall.
Sebastian froze on the spot for a while.
Janice’s expression changed too as she witnessed what happened. “Sebastian, is he…”
“It’s fine. Please go inform the guests that the mourning hall will open at ten.”
Sebastian returned to his normal self, giving his instruction in a composed manner. Then, he followed Devin and went inside as though nothing had happened.
This was probably the first time someone rejected him.
It had been over ten years since Devin rescued him back in Sumanthova. Till now, Devin had always cared for him unconditionally like a brother.
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