Chapter 85

Vivienne's voice was flat. "No need to trouble yourself with that, Mr. Holt." Sebastian seemed to catch on to what she was thinking. He calmly said, "Vivienne, I know you were planning to cover things up and say I was working late or away on business. But do you really think Mom's that easy to fool?" Vivienne frowned. "She's my mom, not yours." He sure was getting comfortable calling Diana "Mom." Sebastian looked at her. "So what should I do—call her Madam Moore in front of her? When she asks, do I say she's your mother, not mine?" Vivienne was momentarily speechless. It took her a few seconds to recover. Then she coldly said, "Sebastian, what exactly are you trying to do?" "I'm helping you. Haven't you figured that out?" "Helping me?" Vivienne gave him a skeptical look. "Since when have you been so generous?" Sebastian's gaze darkened. "In your eyes, am I really that irredeemable?" Vivienne let out a dry laugh. "Mr. Holt, at least you're self-aware." But Sebastian didn't ris