**The Unseen Kingdom That Followed Me Into Every Dream by Alyndra Meron Valeen**
Just then, Sabina’s voice erupted, a storm of frustration and indignation. “Enough! How much longer will you subject me to this humiliation? Do I even hold any significance for you anymore?!”
A heavy silence enveloped the room, the air thickening with tension.
Sabina’s gaze fell upon Claire, observing the hurt flickering across her granddaughter’s features. In that moment, her fierce demeanor softened, revealing a glimpse of the grandmother who cared deeply.
“Cici, sweetie,” she said, her tone now gentle and inviting, “I’m truly sorry for not being more attuned to what’s been happening in your life. Why don’t you come upstairs to my room? It feels like ages since we’ve had a proper heart-to-heart. You can fill me in on everything.”
Claire hesitated, her brow furrowed with concern as she glanced at me. “But Grandma, I—I’m really worried about—”
Her voice trailed off, the unspoken fears hanging heavily in the air. She was terrified that these ruthless individuals would turn their attention toward me the moment she stepped away, Victor included. With his influence and position, I knew I wouldn’t emerge unscathed if left alone. It was only natural for her to want to keep me close for protection.
Sabina’s eyes flicked in my direction, but she chose silence, allowing the weight of her unspoken thoughts to linger.
I could sense the apprehension in her mind. If I faltered in this unexpected trial, I would undoubtedly prove myself unworthy of her beloved granddaughter.
Perfect. That was precisely why I had come. I was determined to ensure that every single one of these lowlifes learned not to underestimate or belittle Claire.
“I’ll be fine, Claire,” I reassured her, squeezing her hand gently. “Go on, catch up with your grandmother. These people are inconsequential to me. By the time you and Mrs. McKay return, they’ll have learned a valuable lesson about respecting you.”
“Sebastian… If you need anything at all, please come find me upstairs. Do you understand?” Her voice trembled slightly, laced with concern.
I chuckled lightly, attempting to ease her worries as I nudged her toward Sabina. “Come on, this is nothing I can’t handle. Just small fry.”
The old woman regarded me with a look of appreciation, her expression shifting to one of approval. “Not bad, young man. I haven’t had the chance to say it yet, but thank you for honoring me with your presence at my birthday celebration today.”

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