The President’s Five Children

“Erika, haven’t you been to that handsome uncle’s house? Have you seen that brother?” Lukas asked.

Erika shook her head, “No.”

“They probably didn’t live together,” Lukas guessed. “When Joanna calls you, you ask her for a photo of that brother.”

“I’ve already given her the calling card,” Erika blinked her long eyelashes, “Wait for her to call me now!”

Inside the garden.

Sebastian was sitting in the study, processing documents.

Tat-a-tat, the servant knocked on the door outside with a very respectful tone, “Mr. Grant, I have something to ask you about. It’s about little lady Joanna.”

Sebastian stepped forward and opened the door.

Under the light, the beige home clothes on his body glowed softly. The collar was half open, revealing the delicate collarbone inside, and his legs were straight and slender. Even ordinary clothes could exude his dignity and dominance.

The servant hurriedly lowered her head, showing great respect, and handed a calling card with both hands, “I found this in the pocket of little lady Joanna’s gown.”

Sebastian took it and glanced at it.

There were only the words fortune teller Erika on the calling card, and a string of phone numbers.

“What is this?” Sebastian’s dashing eyebrows suddenly furrowed deeply.

The servant told Sebastian all the information she had found, “It seems that he is a fortune teller, and he is quite famous. It takes at least six figures for one calculation!”

Hearing this, Sebastian’s brows furrowed even tighter.

His dark eyes were extremely cold. His emotions were unclear. He looked back and forth at the calling card in his hand.

Then he realized why little Joanna was always doing calculations for others recently. It turned out that she was possessed by this demon.

Oh, fortune telling?

It was almost cheating money!

“Go and check if little lady Joanna has spent any money on this.” Sebastian ordered.

“Yes.” The servant nodded immediately and left.

Sebastian was about to throw the calling card into the trash can.

But somehow, he didn’t throw it away. Instead of that, he just threw it in the drawer.

In the hotel suite.

Bonnie took a bath and came out. Only then did she plan to turn on the computer and start drawing jewelry designs.

At this time, she discovered a serious problem.

She ran out wearing the sweat steaming clothes of the bath center. Her clothes and belongings were placed in the locker of Vienna Bath Center.

At zero o’clock, the storage cabinets in the bath center would be opened and cleaned.

Oops, her computer!

There was a lot of information in it. There were hundreds of unpublished design drawings. What if she lost it?Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Bonnie hurriedly took a taxi to Vienna Bath Center.

As soon as she walked to the gate of Vienna Bath Center, she saw Sebastian.

What the hell–

In such a big place in Willisto, how could she always meet Sebastian?!

Besides, it was already late at night, how could Sebastian still came to this kind of place? Was he being enjoying some kind of sloppy massage?

When she was thinking about it, a woman with a good figure walked out from the inside. Her voice was affectedly sweet, “Mr. Grant!”

Sebastian put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked towards the woman.

Bonnie cautiously looked over. Her fists clenched tightly and a tinge of disgust appeared in her heart.

Sebastian was really good at messing around. He was seeking for women everywhere. That’s why he got dirty!

After waiting patiently for a while, Sebastian finally left with the woman.

Bonnie rushed to the bathroom. She wanted to take out the computer and clothes in the last five minutes before midnight and then hurried back to the hotel.