The Seventh Miserable Bride

Chapter 226

Seeing that Sebastian Simons was slowly turning into a beast, Yasmine Taylor knew that he would not be satisfied with just canoodling around. Once his desire was ignited, it would be an uncontrollable rampage.

"Sebastian, wake up... clear your head up."

He paused for a moment, stretched his arms around her waist, "I'm very sober now."

Sebastian said firmly as he left bite marks around her neck.

"You'll have a bad influence on the children..."

"They are no bigger than my palm. How would they be influenced?"

She trembled and moaned subconsciously. She struggled to stay conscious and knew that they could not go on like this. She bit her lip and said deliberately, "Oh, my stomach hurts so much."

This move was very effective. Sebastian's head, which was initially buried in her chest, immediately lifted up. He asked in a panic, "Where does it hurt?"

"Here,"

She pointed to her right abdomen.

Sebastian was nervous about the children in her belly, so when he heard that her stomach was in pain, his nerves tensed up immediately. He leaned over her belly and comforted himself, "It's okay, it's okay. The children probably kicked you accidentally."

Yasmine glared at him and huffed. "Do you think that they could kick me already?"

"Hm... In that case, were you too sensitive? Or were you imagining things?"

"I'm not. It really hurts."

Sebastian was anxious at this point, "Well, forget it.

I won't touch you anymore. You will feel pain wherever I touch you."

Yasmine held back her laughter, "Would you like to take a cold shower?"

"Of course. I feel like I've been pushed into a fire pit!"

Sebastian got up and went straight into the bathroom. Soon, she heard the sound of him turning on the water.

About ten minutes later, he came out and said to Yasmine, who was reading a magazine on the bed. "Come here, I'll show you something."

"What?"

Yasmine jumped out of bed with interest, and her stomach didn't hurt anymore.

Sebastian took out a picture scroll from his suitcase and loosened the rope that was binding it. What appeared in front of her eyes was a beautiful landscape painting.

"Wow, it's magnificent..."

Yasmine exclaimed and she looked at the seal at the end of the painting. "This should be Johannes Vermeer's authentic work, right?" "Yes, you have a good taste,"

Sebastian nodded, "Do you know the reason I had bought this painting?"

"What else could it be? Don't you like to collect these precious paintings?"

"No, this is a gift."

"Who are you giving it to?"

"Master Blaine."

"Master Blaine? Why do you want to give it to him?" Yasmine was startled for a moment and she quickly reacted. "Do you want to use this painting to win him over?"

"Yes."

She frowned, "The painting is really good, but will he like it?"

"He will definitely like it."

"How could you be sure?"

"As the saying goes, only when a wise man knows his enemy could he win hundreds of battles."

"Are you saying that Master Blaine is interested in landscape paintings?"

"To be precise, he is interested in Johannes Vermeer's landscape paintings. Those who know him well will know that he is especially fond of Johannes Vermeer's works."

Yasmine was enlightened. "When are you going to give it to him?"

"Tomorrow."

"Could I come with you? I want to see what kind of person this Master Blaine is and just how powerful he is."

"No way."

Sebastian refused immediately. "You are pregnant now. I don't want you to be involved in these things."

Yasmine knew that once Sebastian had set his mind, he would not be easily influenced. Therefore, she stopped begging him and gave up resentfully.

On the afternoon of the next day, Sebastian came to the temporary residence of Master Blaine with the paintings. There were only two servants in the large house, which Sebastian knew was just for show. He was aware that Master Blaine's underground network was very extensive.

Master Blaine did not seem distant when he saw Sebastian. Actually, this was not the first time they had met. They had already met at Mr. Todd's house five years before.

"Young Master Simons, it's nice to see you again."

Master Blaine did not look much different than he was five years ago. He was still so sophisticated.

"Master Blaine, I hope that I'm not disturbing you today."

"Of course not. Please take a seat."

Master Blaine pointed to the couch in the living room and ordered the servant to prepare some tea.

After serving the tea, he went straight to the point and asked, "So, Young Master Simons, how may I help you today?"

Sebastian looked at him in silence and answered frankly, "It's about your wife. I'm sure you know by now that your wife is my wife's half-sister."

He described the conflicts between Yasmine, Linda, and Simons family at the most neutral perspective. Although he knew that Master Blaine was probably already aware of all that, he could

not guarantee what Linda had said to him was completely true.

When he was done speaking, Master Blaine asked, "Young Master Simons, did you tell me these because you hoped that I would not listen to my wife's words and do something harmful to you?"

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Sebastian thought for a moment, "You have always been well-informed. You must have known that I am confronting a woman named Claudine Tucker. Therefore, at this time, I would appreciate it if you would not go against me by joining hands with her. You are my teacher's friend. I hope you can remain neutral for the sake of my teacher."

After he said that, he handed Master Blaine the painting that he had brought with him, "This is Johannes Vermeer's authentic work. I hope you like it."

After seeing the painting, Master Blaine exclaimed, "This is a good painting."

"Follow me,"

He stood up and led Sebastian into the study.

On the left wall of the study hung another authentic painting of Johannes Vermeer. Master Blaine asked meaningfully, "What do you think?"

"The technique is skilled, the idea is wonderful, the meaning is profound, and the work is exquisite. In short, it's a perfect work."

"Compared to yours?"

"Each has its own merits."

Master Blaine smiled. "Do you know who had gifted me this painting?"

Sebastian shook his head, but he already had a hunch in his heart.

As expected, his premonition was right. Master Blaine told him frankly, "It was Claudine."

A hint of maliciousness flashed in Sebastian's eyes, but he took it with good stride. "I didn't expect that Mrs. Tucker was still ahead of me at such an old

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age.

He changed the topic in an instant, "Master Blaine, since you've accepted her painting, does that mean that you've decided on the side you're going to stand on?"

Master Blaine smiled and nodded. "Of course I'm going to stand on my wife's side. The enemy of my wife is my enemy."

"I don't believe it."

"Oh? Why don't you believe it?"

The interest of Master Blaine was piqued.

"The reason you can work well in both the underworld and the government is because of your righteousness. This so- called righteousness is to help justice rather than your relatives. A man who only listens to his relatives will never succeed in life." "Hahaha-"

Master Blaine laughed and patted Sebastian on the shoulder, "You're just as confident as I used to be."

He stopped smiling and said seriously, "Although I won't spoil my wife, I have indeed received Mrs. Tucker's painting. You know, according to the rules of our world, I shouldn't become an enemy of

hers. Now that you have come to me, for the sake of fairness, I will propose a request. Whoever has the ability to help me, I will, in turn, stand by their side."

"Please."

Master Blaine took a deep breath and his gaze darkened. "I want you to help me find my lost son."

"Your son?" Sebastian's eyes widened in surprise. "Master Blaine, is your son missing?"

"Well, it has been more than twenty years. The baby was only three-month-old when he was taken away by my enemies in the underworld. He is still missing. I have used all means to investigate the matter for more than twenty years, but I found nothing. Maybe the child is no longer alive, but I still want to continue to look for him. It became an invisible wound in my heart as my wife had committed suicide because of it. So in my lifetime, as long as I am still breathing, I must find the child..."

When Master Blaine spoke of his pain, his eyes turned red and he looked visibly upset. Suddenly, he did not look as terrifying as the rumors had said that he was.

"How old is the child now? Is there any special item on him or perhaps a mark on his body?" "There's a red birthmark of the size of a fingernail on his inner right thigh. He should be around 28 to 29 years old."

"Okay, I'll try my best."

Sebastian agreed to Master Blaine's request, but he knew how tricky this matter was. Master Blaine's connections were all over the country, and he had been searching for his son for more than 20 years but to no avail. It would be hard for Sebastian to be able to find his son.

However, despite how difficult it was, he could only agree to it. It was not his style to retreat in the face of danger.

When they got home in the evening, Sebastian told Yasmine the events that had transpired during the day. Yasmine was shocked. She did not expect that Master Blaine would give her husband such a difficult task.

"How do you plan to find him? Master Blaine must have done everything he could to look for his son."

Sebastian lay down on the couch and rested his head on Yasmine's lap. He closed his eyes and said, "Don't worry. If I can't find his son, it would be the same for Claudine too. This may not be entirely bad. At least we know that Master Blaine would not stand on her side if we both failed to find his son. It's a good thing for me. I could take advantage of this time to find Master Blaine's son and deal with Claudine at the same time. I've already made a plan to take over her company."