This was her first time seeing Sebastianâs wedding photos.
When they got married back then, they didnât take any. In fact, when they needed to register their
marriage, Frederick had to piece two different pictures together.
Thinking about it now, Sasha felt that it was a shame.
But now, he and his first love were standing on the screen, blinding her.
The two looked destined to be together. The man looked dashing; every chiseled angle was a symbol
of perfection.
As for Roxanne, she looked just like a princess, leaning submissively on him. Whoever saw her could
feel the blissfulness she was exuding.
It turned out that the wedding of the century the lady reporter was talking about was their wedding.
Sasha didnât know how long she stayed standing there, frozen to the spot.
It wasnât until the seller, who was waiting at the old Hayes residence, gave her a call that she regained
her senses.
âHello? Ms. Wand? Have you gotten off the plane?â
âYes. Iâm heading over right now.â Recovering her gaze, Sasha ended the call and buried her emotions
away.
After that, she left the airport with her luggage in hand.
She reminded herself that everything that was happening was no longer any of her business.
She soon arrived in the city.
Just like in the airport, the wedding photos were plastered on every billboard in the city. Furthermore,
she could hear everyone talking about it everywhere she went.
Many of the hotels she wanted to stay in were filled with people.
Given how crowded it was, Sasha clenched her fingers and ordered the driver to take her to Old Town
instead.
âMister, take me to Horington, please.â
âHorington? Isnât that place being marked for demolition? What are you going there for?â
The driver was surprised to hear her intended destination.
Sasha was stunned. âDemolished? Since when?â
The taxi driver replied, âThis year. Ever since New Town was built, Old Town has slowly become
deserted.â
This taxi driver must be a local given how much he knows.
Why didnât Uncle Jackson tell me itâs going to be demolished? Furthermore, he must still be at
Horington. He didnât tell me to head elsewhere to find him.
Didnât I give him quite a lot of money? Why didnât he move?
Shocked by the revelation, she told the driver to hurry on over to Old Town.
The moment she arrived at Jacksonâs house, she saw a sign outside that marked the place for
demolition. It was so big â one would not miss it.
Why didnât he tell me about this?
Sasha got out of the taxi at once and rushed into the compound.
âUncle Jacksonâ¦â
âAre you crazy? Why did you ask her to come back today? Did you want her to see that jerkâs
wedding? Why must you cause trouble at a time like this?â
Just when Sasha called out, she heard the voice of a middle-aged woman sound from the second floor.
She sounded extremely angry.
Sasha held her tongue at once.
The voice belonged to her aunt, Sharon.
Ever since Xenia died, Sasha didnât dare talk to her aunt anymore â especially after the woman had
slapped her. Whenever she heard Sharonâs voice, she would subconsciously be seized by fear and
nervousness.
âWhy are you accusing me of causing trouble? Am I not doing this for the two children? Didnât you see
how badly Matteo was beaten?â
âWhy do you need to ask her to come back? That daughter of Trevorâs is obviously not one to be trifled
with. If that silly girl returns and catches wind of the wedding, do you think she will have it easy? Let me
remind you, she might end up getting triggered and end up doing something foolish. When that
happens, the boys will be worse off from it,â Sharon berated her husband.
Jackson fell silent in response.
Meanwhile, Sasha had heard their entire exchangeâ¦
Aunt Sharon is wrong. The wedding has no impact on me whatsoever.
However, she couldnât tolerate what she heard her aunt say about the children.
What does she mean by the boys will have it worse?
Does she mean that they are suffering under Roxanne now? Where are they now, and what sort of
condition are they in?
Given that their wedding is today, where will they leave my children?
Sasha didnât dare think any further. When she felt the pain in her chest reverberate throughout her
body, she didnât care for anything else.
With that, she turned and left.
She knew she had to track down her sons firstâ¦
At Royal Court One, Frontier Bay.
Ian and Matteo were both dressed like gentlemen. Looking dashing and adorable, they were waiting for
someone to pick them up.
âWhy isnât Mommy here yet?â
âBe patient!â
Ian, who had always lacked a general sense of security, began to worry when there was no sign of
Sasha still.
Matteo reached out his hand to pat his brother in reassurance.