She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked

061 Need A Solld Sebastian's POV

Adrian kept his gabbling on all the way to the elevator, leaving me drowning in the sour happiness of realizing how hard it is to accept Scar being with someone else, and how pathetic that is.

"God damn it, Sebastian?!" Adrain snaps when he enters the elevator only to see me still outside, "Get it together! Are you fucking kidding me?! I sent Scar home and I watched her enter Aurora's building! Are you sure she's not with some friend?" "Aurora said she never came home last night," I finally snap out of it. My head was unbelievably light at the enlightenment that Scar hadn't spent her night with Adrian, but then it hit me, "You watched her go into the building?" Sounds awful like Ava's case.

"Ave hasn't made it home either from yesterday's party. I got Jeremy Rogers on the case," I tell Adrain as I pull my phone to call Miller, only to see five missed calls from him, "Give me one minute-"

"I doubt Jeremy would care," Adrian lets out a cold snort, shaking his head with disappointment in his eyes, "Sebastian, everyone has a blind spot, but yours is particularly huge."

He meant Ava. I roll my eyes at him.

Seriously? Adrain Dunn is telling me about blind spots?! Everyone he cares about is a blind spot for him. Actually, I doubt he has any principle at all.

Adrian doesn't like Ava. I used to think Ava was the reason why we grew apart. Now I know. It was Scar. He had a fallout with me for Scar, and he hated Ava because Scar

hated her, too.

"Wait, Jeremy? Since when are you two on a first-name basis?" I frown at Adrian, but this is the moment my phone call to Jereme Rogers goes through. I raise a finger at Adrian and speak on my phone, "Jeremy Rogers? This is Sebastian Knight, an alumni -at-"

"I know, and I would help you if I can," Jeremy Rogers cuts me off, a tired and Impatient tone, "But like what I have told your secretary, we can't register a missing case just because a grown-up doesn't answer their phone for a few hours." 061 Need A Sold

Adrian glances at me sideways, a taunting smirk crawls onto his lips when he reads

my frown.

Under my glare, he pulls out his phone, dials a number, and instantly the blue light on his earbuds flashes. He is calling someone.

"Mr. Knight, I'm sorry but I need to go," Jeremy says on my phone, "you can register a missing persons case in 36 hours with any of our stations if Miss Fuller still doesn't answer her phone, okay? A more likely case is that they are with friends or relatives though, from what Sent to the door of home, only to never go in. It does sound like a choice rather than an incident. I can't argue with Jeremy Rogers, and he hung up before I could even

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He has got a point, but I know Ava. It's not like her to just disappear on us. It would worry her parents sick, and she knows it.

Could it be because of our conversation right before I sent her onto Alfred's car? I wasn't in a good place to keep a gentle tone. But-

"Jeremy?" Adrian suddenly speaks, throwing me a taunting smirk while at it.

I open my eyes wide.

Was that who Adrian called, and was that why Jeremy Rogers hung up on me?! I wasn't exactly close to him in college, but J didn't think he would blow me off like this, for Adrian Dunn no less!

"I need a solid from you, J," Adrian continues, his eyes back on the road and his tone serious all of a sudden, "I sent Scarlett Fuller home myself last night, watched her go into her building, only to hear this morning that she didn't make it home all night. It's not like her, and can't reach her still. I think something happened to her, and I need you to arrange a search on her."

That's exactly what I said a moment ago! If Jeremy Rogers dares to help when he turned me down-

"Thanks! I own you, brother!"

What the f-?!