She felt like she had to get to the bottom of this.
Half an hour later at Frontier Bay
"Whatâs going on? Hasnât Sebastian shown up yet?â
âAre you being serious? How could he possibly come out today? Canât you see how many heavily armed
bodyguards theyâve got behind that door?
Shortly after, a series of soft steps approached.
Sasha was not expecting the perimeters of the Royal Court One to be clogged completely by vehicles
and reporters who brought along their assortment of cameras, hoping to get in on this one big scoop.
Seeing what awaited her prompted Sasha to turn around, as being Sebastianâs ex-spouse meant that
she would be someone of great interest to anyone within the ranks of the press who might recognize her,
and should she be discovered, it would likely not bode well for that man.
She gritted her teeth and considered not going inside, but how was she to investigate the matter if she
refrained from entering?
It was at that moment that she got the jitters and wondered if it was because someone inside the Royal
Court One spotted her.
Suddenly, her cell phone rang.
âHello?â
âItâs me, Mommy. Boo hooâ¦â
On the other end of the line, Matteo started to bawl the moment the call got through.
That served to compound Sashaâs trepidation. âMommyâs right here, Matt. Tell me whatâs happening in
there. Whereâs your daddy? And how about Ian? How are yâall doing?â
âBoo hoo⦠Daddyâs been taken by Mr. Frost. Ian and I are here⦠Itâs horrible, Mommy. Daddyâs going to
kill Ms. Rockeâ¦â
The terrifying sight must have proved too traumatic for this five-year-old child to bear witness to as he
continued to sob.
Sasha was practically in shock upon hearing his words.
Though she was dismissive of the rumors off the internet, she had no choice but to confront the truth
conveyed from the lips of her own sonâSebastian was really going to kill Roxanne.
Why though?
Sashaâs hands and feet were clammy, and it took her quite a while to settle her nerves before she was
able to resume communications with the boy over the phone.
âDonât be afraid, Matteo. Daddy might be⦠unwell. Why donât you tell Mommy what happened? Donât
worry, Mommyâs a doctor, but Iâve to understand what happened in order to help him.â
âCan you really?â
âOf course I can. Tell you what, why donât you get Ian to the phone?â
Sasha could infer from her younger sonâs inflection that he was already overwhelmed, and so she
coaxed him into handing the phone over to her relatively more composed older son, Ian, who was able to
calmly recount the events that transpired the previous night shortly after taking over.
âIt was that woman, Mommy. She was the one responsible for Daddy becoming sick.â The boy started to
sob uncontrollably afterward and was unwavering in his certainty of Roxanneâs guilt.
If that were true, then Roxanneâs culpability in this is unforgivable!
After taking some time to console her two sons over the phone, Sasha immediately rode off in a hired
car.
If Sebastian was taken away by Karl, she would have fewer concerns about his safety. She reckoned
that Karl would surely have taken him to the Hayes residence to seek out Frederick.
That was where she directed the driver and where the familiar black Bentley was expectantly found upon
her arrival.
However, she found herself stopped at the door.
âIâm only going in to see him.â
âThat wonât be necessary, Ms. Wand. Mr. Hayes was explicit about not entertaining any guests during
this time, and you should know that it wouldnât make a difference even if you went in, agreed?â
The person in her way was Frederickâs long-serving butler, Tim.
Ever since Sasha learned the truth and broke off contact with the Hayes, Frederick had grown remorseful
of his past deeds and softened his stance toward her.
Nonetheless, he did not allow her through at this time.
Left with no other options at her disposal, Sasha could only stand there briefly in silence before she
turned away.
On the way out, she spotted an approaching white BMW, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a
glimpse of the person at the wheel.
Roxanne!
Her eyes narrowed instantly, and she was quick to get her driver to halt the vehicle.
âWhat do you think you are doing?â Displeased at this interruption, Roxanne promptly lowered the
window on the driverâs side and poked out her head to cuss.
Sasha darted in front of her when she saw that. âYou. Get out of the car!â
Never before had she been this angry in her life. She deliberately enunciated every single word into that
womanâs ear while she reached for the handle of the latterâs door and forcibly tried to open it.
That drove Roxanne into a panic.
âAre you out of your mind? How dare you behave in such a manner here? Go check yourself into a
facility if youâre mental!â she cussed as she stomped on the accelerator.
Sasha was caught off guard, but fortunately for her, Tim came out of nowhere upon witnessing the
exchange and pulled her out of harmâs way.
Had he not, she might have been run over by that woman.