When Sebastian heard that, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he quickly dismissed the thought. He knew that the soul in him would be able to read all of his thoughts.
Once he returned to the lobby, one of the Warriors Alliance's members came to report to him. "The head of the Deraegans, Ripley Deraegan, has requested an audience with the president. What do we do?" the other man asked.
"He's already here, so invite him in." At that, Sebastian sat on the frontmost seat in the hall.
Ripley entered the hall with a file in his hands.
The moment he saw Sebastian on that seat, he froze. "Sebastian Nixon?" Ripley drew his brows together. "Why are you sitting there? Where's President Zielinski?"
"Please take a seat, Mr. Deraegan," Sebastian said with a small smile. "President Zielinski is currently absent due to certain matters, and I am now the vice president of the Warriors Alliance."