Chapter 960

Chapter 960

Natalie met his expectant gaze and nodded slightly. “It’s pretty good p>

She liked milk. A glass before bed helped her sleep soundly.

It was a habit of hers.

Despite her slender, willowy figure, she had curves to show for it.

Hearing her say it was pretty good, Sebastian smiled. He had bought one for himself as well.

He poked the straw through the lid and took a sip. It wasn’t too sweet, with a rich, authentic milk tea flavor.

The three of them sat and drank their tea in a pleasant atmosphere.

After finishing her milk tea, the elder lady started to feel drowsy.

Natalie helped her back to her room to rest.

After seeing the elder lady fall asleep, Natalie went back downstairs, only to see Sebastian and Timothy sitting in the living room.

She stopped on the landing, deciding to wait there. She had no desire to see that old bastard Timothy.

Timothy narrowed his eyes, looking at Sebastian with a dangerous glint.

“Sebastian, let me explain what Joanna said. Back then, I was afraid you were becoming completely withdrawn, so I had her stay by your side to keep you company. I had no other motive. Don’t overthink it p>

“You’ve always loved her. As your father, I hope you’ll make it official with her p>

“She stood by you for years. If it wasn’t for her, you’d still be locked inside your own head p>

At these words, Sebastian’s gaze shifted, and a cold smile touched his lips. “Mr. Griffith, if you want to give her a title, you could just as easily do it yourself, couldn’t you p>

“Besides, wasn’t my becoming withdrawn exactly what you wanted p>

Timothy was taken aback. He looked at the Sebastian before him so mature, so composed. How could he have grown up to be so outstanding under the oppressive environment he had created? He couldn’t figure it out.

It was like those stories in the news, about a child abandoned by their parents who manages to achieve unimaginable wealth through their own efforts.

Sebastian was one of them.

He roared in anger, “What do you mean by that? Sebastian, is this how I raised you? Don’t you have any sense of gratitude p>

Seeing Sebastian’s rebellious attitude, a fire of rage ignited within him.

“Mr. Griffith, you know better than anyone what you did to her on her 18th birthday p>

Timothy froze, then slammed his hand on the table. “Sebastian, what are you talking about p>

“Hmph. It would disgust me to even say it out loud. You know what you did. Now get out,” Sebastian’s voice was cold and merciless.

Today was a good day, and he wasn’t going to let Timothy ruin it.

He still wanted to have dinner with Natalie before they left.

Timothy’s mind flashed back to that night. He had been drunk and had gone into the wrong room, but he didn’t think Joanna knew about it.

“How do you know?” Timothy was stunned, his eyes wide as he stared at Sebastian, a murderous intent brewing in their depths.

Sebastian’s smile was chilling, his eyes dark. “I saw it with my own eyes p>

“You Timothy was furious. “That was an accident! I thought she was a woman I had brought back p>

“Get out,” Sebastian repeated, not wanting to waste another word on him. Every sentence felt dirty.

Timothy looked at him, enraged. He was just as angry. “You little brato

have been too easy

you? I’m

your father! What’s with the

stone-cold expression all the time p>

“Things happen when you’ve had too much to drink You lose control. It’s just the way it is, you’d better keep this to yourself and don’t let doanna find out p>

After delivering his cold warning, Timothy left.

Sebastian closed his eyes, trying to suppress the rage boiling inside him.