When Sebastian Brenand saw the call, he immediately picked up. He then leaned lazily against his chair. “What is it, Stanley? Did you miss me?”

“We haven’t met up in a while. Let’s have dinner tonight at seven o’clock. Take Rachel with you. We’ll be dining at Room 808 in Palace Hotel,” Stanley Batton said.

Sebastian would have directly agreed when his friend extended an invite like this in the past.

However, he didn’t hesitate at all to reject him today. “Sorry, but I can’t make it. I’ve been