Chapter 3

Sebastian sat behind his desk contemplating about how he should cut off ties with Anna. Because after all, the one he doesn't want to marry is the daughter of the Royal Family in the Entertainment Business. He just couldn't cut his ties with her considering how Anna is so spoiled from her very own father.

He stood up and stared out of his glass window. He looked down at the people crossing the streets and doing about their business below his office.

He turned around after he heard a knock on his door and in came his trustworthy assistant, Carl.

"Sir, I found her" Carl exclaimed upon entering the president's office.

Sebastian sat back down on his desk and looked at the woman's portfolio.

So, she's an author under the pen name of 'Nobody'. She made billions only with her first 2 books and she is already planning to launch her 5th book within a few days. But she is only known by her pen name and nobody knows her real identity.

"Hmm, interesting" Sebastian muttered to himself.

The perfect candidate, he thought.

"Carl, I want you to arrange me a meeting with this Miss 'Nobody'" he told his assistant who was patiently standing in front of him.

"Yes sir"

"Oh and Carl, find me a kidney donor as soon as possible"

The assistant nodded and left.

Billionaire as she is, Mei lacks contacts. And as for Sebastian, finding a donor for a kidney is so easy than reciting the alphabet.

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Meanwhile, in Mei's house, she still hasn't had an ounce of sleep ever since she arrived home.

What's the use of money if she can't save her own brother? And most importantly, where should she find a willing kidney donor?

Her thoughts were cut short when her phone rang.

"Hello, Nana?" she said, not bothering to look at the caller ID.

"I'm sorry miss but you've got the wrong person. If I may, I would like to introduce someone who has a solution to your problem"

'Solution to your problem', her ears got interested.

"And who might you be?" she asked, she was afraid of being scammed. After all, people loves money.

"My boss, President Sebastian Black would like to talk to you," the person from the line said.

Sebastian Black. That name does ring a bell.

"When would he like to talk?" she asked.

"Don't worry, Miss. The President will come to you when he wants to"

"How would he know where I am?" she asked curiously.

"He has his ways. Goodbye Miss. We'll keep in touch" then, the other line went dead.

After the line went dead, she stared at her phone. A solution to her problem. But first of all, who might this Sebastian Black be?

She got her laptop out and decided to search for the name: Sebastian Black.

She covered her mouth in utter shock when she saw the picture.

She touched the picture on her laptop monitor and mumbled a name that she once long has forgotten: Seb.