Vivienne was still fixated on that designer bag and completely missed the hard edge in Sebastian's voice.
The moment she stepped into Blackwood Estate, she threw herself at Sebastian, who was lounging on the sofa, and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.
"Honey, I want that bag so bad. I heard that the designer only accepts custom orders. Can you help me get in touch with them?"
The smell of alcohol, mixed with the cloying sweetness of her perfume, hit Sebastian at once.
It only made him long even more for the faint gardenia scent that had always lingered around Elara.
Sebastian shoved her away without mercy. "Call your doctor friend. I need his exact location."
Vivienne let out a drunken giggle, her words slurring.
"Why would I... have his number? I only met him through... thr
