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Unlimited Son-In-Law Chapter 315

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Wynter widened his eyes, staring at Sebastian in disbelief.

The man continued, “Sleeping with the diva. It is such a great topic for conversation! The news would mention a certain female star becoming a sugar baby. The identity of the man remains a mystery… That’s the feeling we’re aiming for. I’d love that too.”

Sebastian became more excited. “Come, make an announcement this instant. Let’s announce that Wynter is now my sugar baby.”

Julian merely snickered. “Mr. Freedman, we won’t be able to brag about your power and status like this. All it does is make others think that you are rich. Why don’t we contact a few media outlets and tell them that Wynter offended a big shot? Hence, they forced her to sleep with them, and she had no choice. Doesn’t that have a better ring to it?”

Once Sebastian heard the idea, he looked at Julian with immense admiration. “There’s no point in playing safe and wasting our youth. Let’s go with your idea. I am hoping to be as arrogant as possible. Otherwise, I will be wasting my ancestors’ efforts if I don’t show off!”

“How about you leave the matter to me, Mr. Freedman?” Julian asked while smiling.

Sebastian was pleased with Julian’s suggestion. “Well, of course. You have the channels to get it done. I believe that you can achieve the best results!”

“Please stop acting ridiculous, Mr. Freedman!” Wynter yelled. “If you’re going to continue, I’ll consider phoning my Grandpa!”

“Sure, sure, sure. I’ll let you call your grandpa. You can get whoever you want to help you, and I’ll admit defeat if they can hold me back.” Sebastian laughed. “I’m not in a rush to sleep with you anyway. Come on, feel free to make your calls. Let’s see how things pan out.”

As Sebastian witnessed how furious Wynter was, his frustration caused by Donald vanished without leaving a trace.

Then, he sighed. “Look, this is the benefit of holding power.”

Julian made quick work of the matter. An hour later, a news article spread like wildfire on the internet.

The title was very eye-catching. It wrote: The diva, Wynter Lowe, is suspected of offending the Freedman clan’s Prince and is being forced to sleep with him!

Below the title was a picture of Wynter at the Freedman clan’s mausoleum’s entrance standing opposite Sebastian.

Being dubbed the diva, millions of boys and girls idolized Wynter, and she was the dream girl of many men.

However, someone had now forced her to sleep with them. Many people couldn’t accept it.

Followed by that news article was a second article. It wrote: It’s real! The diva is held hostage by unspoken rules from the Freedman clan’s Prince!

It was the news’ job to unveil the truth without exaggerating them, nor did they wish to hide them.

Sebastian’s pride in earning victory was painted all over the titles.

“He’s so full of himself!”

“Let’s head over to seek justice for Ms. Lowe!”

“Is he harassing the diva with unspoken rules just because he is upset with her?”

Many people had their blood boiling in rage, so they gathered outside the Freedman clan’s mausoleum.

However, no one dared to go closer to it because everyone knew what the Freedman clan was capable of. They also knew what the mausoleum represented.

The mausoleum was a forbidden land. Whoever got too close to it would have to face the wrath of a prestigious family with five hundred years of history.

The Freedman clan’s mausoleum interior was luxuriously furnished. It even had artificial streams and mountains.

Sebastian sat in the mausoleum, looking at Wynter while listening to the roars of the crowd outside. “No matter how much they like you, they wouldn’t have the courage to barge in because this is the Freedman clan’s mausoleum.”

Wynter remained silent and fished her phone out to make a call.

Sebastian did not care at all since the other nine prominent clans wouldn’t make a move on him just because of a woman.

Not to mention that Sebastian was from the Freedman clan.

It was more unlikely for them to take action against Sebastian, one of the heirs.

The Freedman clan needed people like Sebastian to be the face of the family.

Within any clan, it was undeniable that there would be some modest people and others that were boastful. It was due to the egotism of some of the family’s members that they wouldn’t raise any suspicions from the public.

To the Freedman clan, the more arrogant Sebastian was, the better.

From the view of a big shot, they truly hoped for the Freedman clan to have more people with similar personalities to Sebastian.

Wynter called her parents first.

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Unlimited Son-In-Law Chapter 315

Unlimited Son-In-Law Chapter 315

Chapter 315 Showing Off Wynter widened his eyes, staring at Sebastian in disbelief. The man continued, “Sleeping with the diva. It is such a great topic for conversation! The news would mention a certain female star becoming a sugar baby. The identity of the man remains a mystery... That's the feeling we're aiming for. I'd love that too.” Sebastian became more excited. “Come, make an announcement this instant. Let's announce that Wynter is now my sugar baby.” Julian merely snickered. “Mr. Freedman, we won't be able to brag about your power and status like this. All it does is make others think that you are rich. Why don't we contact a few media outlets and tell them that Wynter offended a big shot? Hence, they forced her to sleep with them, and she had no choice. Doesn't that have a better ring to it?” Once Sebastian heard the idea, he looked at Julian with immense admiration. “There's no point in playing safe and wasting our youth. Let's go with your idea. I am hoping to be as arrogant as possible. Otherwise, I will be wasting my ancestors' efforts if I don't show off!” “How about you leave the matter to me, Mr. Freedman?” Julian asked while smiling. Sebastian was pleased with Julian's suggestion. “Well, of course. You have the channels to get it done. I believe that you can achieve the best results!” “Please stop acting ridiculous, Mr. Freedman!” Wynter yelled. “If you're going to continue, I'll consider phoning my Grandpa!” “Sure, sure, sure. I'll let you call your grandpa. You can get whoever you want to help you, and I'll admit defeat if they can hold me back.” Sebastian laughed. “I'm not in a rush to sleep with you anyway. Come on, feel free to make your calls. Let's see how things pan out.” As Sebastian witnessed how furious Wynter was, his frustration caused by Donald vanished without leaving a trace. Then, he sighed. “Look, this is the benefit of holding power.” Julian made quick work of the matter. An hour later, a news article spread like wildfire on the internet. The title was very eye-catching. It wrote: The diva, Wynter Lowe, is suspected of offending the Freedman clan's Prince and is being forced to sleep with him! Below the title was a picture of Wynter at the Freedman clan's mausoleum's entrance standing opposite Sebastian. Being dubbed the diva, millions of boys and girls idolized Wynter, and she was the dream girl of many men. However, someone had now forced her to sleep with them. Many people couldn't accept it. Followed by that news article was a second article. It wrote: It's real! The diva is held hostage by unspoken rules from the Freedman clan's Prince! It was the news' job to unveil the truth without exaggerating them, nor did they wish to hide them. Sebastian's pride in earning victory was painted all over the titles. “He's so full of himself!” “Let's head over to seek justice for Ms. Lowe!” “Is he harassing the diva with unspoken rules just because he is upset with her?” Many people had their blood boiling in rage, so they gathered outside the Freedman clan's mausoleum. However, no one dared to go closer to it because everyone knew what the Freedman clan was capable of. They also knew what the mausoleum represented. The mausoleum was a forbidden land. Whoever got too close to it would have to face the wrath of a prestigious family with five hundred years of history. The Freedman clan's mausoleum interior was luxuriously furnished. It even had artificial streams and mountains. Sebastian sat in the mausoleum, looking at Wynter while listening to the roars of the crowd outside. “No matter how much they like you, they wouldn't have the courage to barge in because this is the Freedman clan's mausoleum.” Wynter remained silent and fished her phone out to make a call. Sebastian did not care at all since the other nine prominent clans wouldn't make a move on him just because of a woman. Not to mention that Sebastian was from the Freedman clan. It was more unlikely for them to take action against Sebastian, one of the heirs. The Freedman clan needed people like Sebastian to be the face of the family. Within any clan, it was undeniable that there would be some modest people and others that were boastful. It was due to the egotism of some of the family's members that they wouldn't raise any suspicions from the public. To the Freedman clan, the more arrogant Sebastian was, the better. From the view of a big shot, they truly hoped for the Freedman clan to have more people with similar personalities to Sebastian. Wynter called her parents first.

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