Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee
Chapter 261

Chapter 261 Do You Know Him?

"I was wondering what was going on. She deserves to be beaten up as a mistress! She deserves it!" A middle-aged woman, who was watching the fun, looked contemptuous. Sariah was beaten from the bed to the bottom. She was kicked in the abdomen several times, and that was so painful that she couldn't stand straight - she just curled up. She didn't understand why Sebastian suddenly beat her up. She looked up in despair, tears streaming down her face. "No, that's not what he said. I didn't... Ah!"

Naturally, Sebastian would not give her a chance to explain. He raised his leg and stepped on Sariah's back fiercely, causing her to wriggle on the ground with difficulty. She was already beyond recognition. Her nose and cheeks were bruised and swollen, and her eyes had grown to the size of a pig's head.

Others only said that she deserved that for being a mistress, and they all laughed at her.

No one cared about her wails and cries.

Ignoring the IV drip, Sariah pulled out the needle from her hand and tried to crawl out of the door for help.

"Where are you going?" Sebastian's eyes reddened. He vowed to make Sariah unable to move. He grabbed her hair with one hand and dragged her back forcefully. Sariah's scream broke through the ward and echoed throughout the corridor. The nurse who passed by noticed that something was wrong and hurriedly pushed the crowd to the side and squeezed in. "What's wrong? What are you doing? Oh, my gosh!"

"Hey! You're not aware - this woman is a mistress, deliberately seducing others, and she's getting beaten up!"

The nurse was anxious. "But you can't hit someone in the hospital. Can't you see that she's fainted? Security! Security, come here!"

Those words sobered Sebastian up. When he calmed down, he saw that Sariah was already unconscious.

Upon seeing that she was on the verge of death, the nurse immediately rang the bell to call her colleague. "Bed 37 is in critical condition. She has to be transferred to the ICU!"

If she were about to enter the ICU, that meant that Sebastian had done a really good job.

Not only did he not panic, but he also laughed happily and walked away triumphantly. The nurse looked at him as if he was a madman.

He was in a much better mood. As long as he didn't go to jail, he didn't care. about other people's lives!

Aylin wouldn't sue him then, would she?

Soon, Sebastian was trending again. But this time, he was on the legal channel.

"Why did the bankrupt director beat the daughter of the Koch family?"

"Did a poor socialite once become Sebastian's mistress?"

The topic instantly dominated the headlines on Twitter, and it was hard not to see it.

He tapped into the conversation and saw many videos released by the onlookers.

In the video, Sariah had tried to escape with her head under her arms, and she didn't even have the strength to crawl. She was pinned to the ground and beaten up by Sebastian. She screamed louder and louder.

However, no one sympathized with her. All the comments were accusing her of being a mistress and destroying someone else's family. She deserved it!

Looking at the wonderful comments, Aylin smiled coldly. "Sebastian even knows how to add fuel to the fire. As expected of a director."

Robert was peeling the bergamot for Aylin. When he saw her, he went over and glanced at her phone. "It's all light. Let me do it. Haha..." She must be disfigured!

Harry only felt that Sariah was making a lot of noise. He rubbed his temples. with his fingertips and frowned slightly. "Ayl, are you really going to let Sebastian go?"

Aylin sneered with a sharp glint in her eyes. "How is that possible? There are some things that should be handled by the police."

"Has he been sent to the police station?" Harry raised his eyebrows and smirked. "As expected of you."

Meanwhile, Sebastian sneezed several times in a row.

"I've said everything I needed to say. Can we go now?" He was about to get up.

"Sit down!" The police knocked on the table with a cold and serious face. "The statement has been completed, but you are now suspected of intentional injury and therefore detained for 30 days!" "What?" Sebastian was so excited that he stood up abruptly, but he was pushed back by the police officer next to him. "Why are you detaining me? Yes, it was Aylin who asked me to do it. It's her!"

The police frowned and snapped, "What evidence do you have to say that someone else has instructed you to do so? You didn't say that just now. If you mess around again, we'll make your punishment even worse!"

Sebastian took a deep breath in despair and slumped in his chair, motionless.

At that time, in the CEO's office of the Delacruz Group, the light slanted in from the window, elongating Gavyn's shadow. Most of his delicate features were immersed in the shadow.

He frowned subconsciously, his expression turning serious.

His long fingers typed freely on the keyboard, and one would be dizzy if they looked at his movements. There were countless professional codes flashing quickly on the monitor.

There were professional it technicians in the company, and it was usually not his turn to check trivial matters himself.

Only something related to Aylin could make him so alert. Even Gavyn himself didn't notice how attentive he was to Aylin.

The moment he saw Aylin and Harry standing together, his heart couldn't help but race.

He desperately wanted to know the answer.

Aylin had been reborn then. She was so beautiful that people couldn't look at her directly. She was like a gust of wind that couldn't be caught, and that sense of powerlessness on Gavyn's part made him very upset.

He pressed another enter button, and there was a sudden knock on the door.

Without looking up, Gavyn said coldly, "Come in.”

Waylon entered the room with a smile and naturally pulled out a chair to sit next to him. "What are you busy with?"

Apart from him, no one would dare to disturb Gavyn when he was focused. Anyway, there was nothing else to do that day, so he wanted to go to his good friend's company for a leisurely visit.

Gavyn stared intently at the computer screen, too focused to talk to him.

When Waylon saw the codes, he raised his eyebrows lightly. "Yo! You're checking something."

There were not many things that could make Gavyn do that himself.

Lloyd wouldn't dare to ask questions as Waylon did. When he went in to pour coffee, he held his breath cautiously, for fear that he would make some noise and disturb Gavyn.

He had tried his best to minimize his presence, but he didn't expect that he would still get shot by a stray bullet.

When Waylon saw him come in, he squinted and snorted. "You still want Gavyn to work on this himself. Is the company's technology department not competent enough?"

Lloyd's hand trembled, and he almost lost his grip. He didn't dare to stay any longer and left immediately after pouring coffee.

"Be quiet." Gavyn's voice was deep.

Waylon pursed his lips and looked at the screen. He couldn't understand those complicated and delicate codes, but he could understand the pictures that popped up in the dialogue box. The picture at the top was of a handsome man.

Waylon frowned, and his expression stiffened. "Harry? Why are you looking into him?"

His tone suddenly changed, and the tip of Gavyn's eyebrows knitted lightly. The latter's fingers on the keyboard paused slightly, and he turned his head to squint at Waylon. "You know him?"

Slowly, Waylon shut his mouth. Oh no! You're going to say it soon.

"Ha! Who doesn't know who the best actor is?" Waylon laughed, trying to fool him.

Gavyn narrowed his eyes. It was the expression Waylon was familiar with. It was as if the former wanted to see through people.

"Don't joke around with me. Tell me the truth!