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Today, Sebastian’s look was all understated college student—jeans, a plain shirt, nothing fancy. He still carried that subtle air of aloofness, a distant cool that kept strangers at arm’s length, but it didn’t feel hostile or unsettling.
The last time she’d seen him, though, he’d been a completely different person. There was something icy and intimidating about him then, from the way he moved to the way he looked at people—like someone used to being in charge, radiating a suffocating sense of authority.
How could the same man seem like two utterly different people?
Right now, Sebastian had slipped back into the easygoing manner Citrine remembered from before—and oddly, he seemed to have no recollection of what had happened between them last time.
Citrine stayed quiet for a moment, making a point not to mention what had just occurred. She looked at him and asked, her voice calm, “So, what brings you here?”
Sebastian didn’t seem to notice anything off about her. He just replied, “I had some things to take care of at school.”
Then, as if eager to change the subject, he quickly added, “But it won’t take long. Are you free tonight? Maybe we could go out for a walk?”
“Sure,” Citrine said breezily. She had no intention of missing this chance—she still had no idea what secrets he was hiding.
After they parted ways, Citrine headed to the little bistro she frequented.
As she waited for her meal, her mind wandered back to thoughts of Sebastian, so much so that she didn’t realize someone had quietly taken the seat across from her.
It wasn’t until she snapped out of her thoughts that Citrine noticed the man facing her. He’d been watching her the whole time.
She frowned slightly, but her tone remained polite. “Excuse me, do I know you?”
The man smiled. “Ms. Carmichael, allow me to introduce myself. I’m Phipps, Mr. Vesper’s butler.”
Sebastian’s butler? Why would he be looking for her?
Citrine blinked in surprise. “Is there something I can help you with?”
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