Chapter 295

Vivienne watched Spencer's car drive away before returning to her room. The room was pitch black. Just as she was about to turn on the lights, a faint red glow appeared in the darkness. At the same time, the smell of smoke drifted toward her. Vivienne pressed the switch on the wall. Sebastian was seated on the couch with a cigarette held between his fingers. Wisps of white smoke, like drifting clouds, surrounded his face. Vivienne frowned. "When did you come back? Why didn't you turn on the lights?" His profile was as sharply defined as a sculpture, flawless in its perfection. It was as though his face was covered in a thin layer of frost. His dark, magnet-like eyes gleamed coldly. "Where were you, coming back this late?" Sebastian asked instead of answering. His voice was cool and detached. Even if she had been slow to notice, Vivienne could feel the chill in the air. She frowned but still answered truthfully, "I had dinner with Spence." Sebastian looked at her evenly. His ha