“WHERE IS MY WIFE?” Sebastian’s cold voice thundered through the room, his chilling presence sending shivers down their spine.

He was almost furious at this point. But as he glared around the room, searching for any sign of Kourtney, no one dared to meet his gaze or answer his question. It was as if they were all hiding something, afraid of his wrath.

Every one of them seemed to be in a daze. No one was saying anything concerning the whereabouts of his precious wife.

His eyes scanned the crowd with a sense of growing unease.

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