Zayn was stunned at Sebastian’s words, and could only look at Sabrina awkwardly before turning back to smile at him. “Young Master…”

“I don’t like to repeat my words.” Sebastian’s tone was stern but calm.

Without trying to cause a scene, Zayn immediately got up to leave.

He knew Sebastian was ruthless. Even if his tone didn’t sound aggressive, he could very well kill you at the next second.

When Zayn left the room, Sebastian walked up to Sabrina and met her gaze, his face devoid of emotion.