Chapter 211 Self-Inflicted Wound

In the Gates Corporation conference room located on the top floor, Sebastian listened to the executives' quarterly reports with a blank expression. There was a chill around him that warned everyone to stay away. Suddenly, his phone on the table began to buzz. He glanced at it and immediately declined when he saw that it was an unfamiliar number. A few seconds later, the same number called him again. It was relentlessly persistent. The conference room fell into a deathly silence. The executive who was making his report was so frightened that his voice began to tremble as he spoke. Sebastian frowned impatiently as he picked up the phone and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows. "Hello." Jonathan shouted in an overly enthusiastic manner on the other end, "Sebastian! It's me, Jonathan!" Sebastian's brow twitched. What was this brat up to now? Jonathan asked, "Are you free tonight? I've set something up with people we know. You've got to come!" Sebastian's gaze darkened. His f