An Otherworldly Being
“All right.” Sebastian’s lips curved into a smile.
It was about eleven o’clock when everyone arrived, including Solomon and Ichika.
“Sha, guess what. I just went shopping at your local market with my hubby just now. There were tons
and tons of goods sold there!”
Ichika seemed to have forgotten all about the fact that she had stood Sasha up that morning when she
told the latter about the exciting trip she had just made to the market.
Solomon was utterly speechless.
Wendy jumped in. “So that’s where you were, Ms. Minamoto! You’re right; that place is a thrill to visit.
You’re a bit late, though. Madam and I already went three or four days ago.”
“Really?” Ichika was even more excited upon hearing that.
Wendy smiled. “Of course. Look at all those Christmas lights in the yard, as well as these garlands. We
got all these from the market, too. What did you get just now, Ms. Minamoto?”
Seeing how everyone was kind and tolerant toward Ichika and treated her the same way they would
pamper a child, Solomon immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking around, he saw a man in a black windbreaker not far off, fumbling with the Christmas lights on
the trees.
Thus, he placed his mug down and went to him. “You got this as well?”
“Yeah.” Sebastian did not even bother looking at him as he tried to figure out the lights in his hands.
However, it was evident that the man who was an expert in areas such as the military, finance, and
politics was completely clueless when it came to little things like Christmas lights.
He looked like an otherworldly being who did not even know the basics of living as an ordinary human
being. It amused Solomon a little.
“Let me,” he said, taking the lights from him.
They were indeed men from different worlds. The lives they led were completely unlike each other’s as
well.
“I heard you’re all leaving for Jadeborough tomorrow?” Solomon asked.
“No. We had a change of plans. We’re visiting the Emmanuels instead. You should come along as
well,” stated Sebastian in a casual tone.
The Emmanuels?
Solomon immediately stopped what he was doing, gazing up at him with a stunned expression.
“W-What made you suddenly think of doing that?”
Sebastian raised his eyebrows. “I bumped into Brandon earlier. He said his mother is dying soon and
requested for us to pay her a visit.”
Solomon stared at him speechlessly, thinking that Matilda’s anger might actually kill her if she heard
them saying that she was dying soon.
“You guys go ahead, then. I’ll pass. I’m meeting a few friends tomorrow.”
“Friends? What friends would force you to spend Christmas with them instead of with your family?”
snapped Sebastian.
A blush immediately spread across Solomon’s cheeks all the way to his ears. He had not expected him
to expose his lie just like that.
“I-I…” He struggled to find the right words, but none came to him.
“You’re simply unwilling to go, aren’t you? Just do it one last time. You could pretend you’re doing it in
your father’s place if you want. She’s asking to meet us only because she’s coming to the end of her
life and wants to repent her sins. That’s all.”
Sebastian had his own reasons for doing this.
Of course, he saw through Matilda and knew she only wanted to do it for her own sake. Despite that,
he still chose to grant her the wish, mostly because of the man who had raised him, Frederick Hayes.
Back then, Sebastian had misunderstood Frederick till the day the latter died. Only after that did he find
out the truth. Nobody knew how terrible that felt and how much pain he had to suffer because of that.
Once, he even spent an entire night before his grave for no other reason other than to repent and
atone for his wrongdoings.
However, it was too late. The person who had raised him, cared for him, and whom he had pushed
away was dead. He had no chance at atonement anymore.
Thus, now that Frederick’s sister wanted such a chance, he was willing to hand it to her—for the sake
of his father.
Solomon remained silent.
After a long while, he finally nodded and mumbled something inaudible in response.
Sebastian assumed that as a yes.
By the time they finished fixing the Christmas lights, lunch was about to begin as well. They went to
wash their hands before the meal started.
“By the way, since tonight’s Christmas eve, we’ll be having a prayer session at the Hayes residence.
You’d better be prepared,” said Sebastian.
“Huh?!” The shock sent a jolt throughout Solomon’s body.
A prayer session, and at the Hayes residence, which I’d never stepped foot in before?
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