My Husband Is a Million Years Old Vampire-Chapter 123

At that moment Sebastian’s knees nearly gave way. He staggered back a step, catching himself on the table. "What do you mean... no one?" he whispered. "That can’t be possible..."

"They’re pulling out," his father said. "One after the other."

A cold sweat broke across Immediately Sebastian’s forehead. He turned towards the TV remote like a man possessed, snatched it up, and switched the screen on.

The news blared instantly, loud and unforgiving.

"...The shocking decline of BlackRock Holdings has sent a wave across the business community. Investors are warned to tread carefully. Sources confirm multiple lawsuits pending against the conglomerate..."

The same announcement. The same words. Over and over again.

Sebastian’s mouth fell open. His chest heaved. His father’s voice became a background noise as the reality hit him like a wave.

His company... their empire... was collapsing.

"Who did you offend ?" he muttered. "Who... who did this to us?"

His heart thundered in his chest. His hands trembled as he clutched the armrest, trying to find something solid to hold on to.

"Did you offend someone?" he whispered.

The room was spinning.

And just then, his father’s voice cut through the haze like a knife.

"The other bank... they’ve called. They want their money back too."

Sebastian still standing.

The walls were quiet. Now, the only thing that filled the space was fear. His fingers were tight around his phone, but his mind had gone blank.

"They said they’re going to reclaim the house," his father said. "As collateral."

His mouth stayed open, but no words came out. Collateral? The house?

He looked at the ceiling like it would answer his thoughts. That was their family house. The only place they had left. And now it was in danger—all because they pushed all their money into that new restaurant. Classy lights, gold-rimmed plates, velvet chairs—everything looked perfect. Too perfect.

They thought the place would bring in rich clients. Big spenders. which it would have done. But now it would be possible anymore. Every table would stayed clean, and untouched. The staff stood around too long. And now, they were out of money. Every last coin. freёwebnoѵel.com

What were they going to do?

Immediately Sebastian wiped his forehead. He was called "the black" by his cousins. Not because of his skin, but because he always wore black, always had a plan, always stayed sharp. But today, he had nothing.

His fingers shook slightly. His legs didn’t feel like standing anymore. He looked at the phone in his hand like it had betrayed him.

Then, just as he tried to breathe, a distant wailing sound came through the speaker.

"Woooo...!! woooo..."

It wasn’t just noise. He knew that sound. Police sirens.

Immediately he froze. Not moving a finger.

The voice on the other end of the call kept talking, but Sebastian didn’t hear a word. The only thing echoing in his ears was that sound. His heart started racing.

"They’re here," his father whispered. "The bank..."

It wasn’t just a guess. He felt it in his chest. They were coming for the house.

At that moment he tried to think of something, but everything was just happening to fast and he couldn’t think. Couldn’t plan. Couldn’t speak.

And in that moment, his phone slipped from his hands and hit the floor.

It shattered—not just the screen, but something deeper. Something in him.

He stared at it.

Cracks, Tiny ones.

Like his life.Like everything around him.

He stood there, frozen, breath stuck halfway in his chest. His eyes blinked fast. His hands trembled. Then, just like that, the weight of everything hit him.

Then his chest tightened. His mouth opened, but no sound came out.

Without wasting anymore time he dropped to his knees like his legs could no longer carry the pressure.

He had tried to act strong. Proud. Like he had it all figured out. But now?

Now, there was nothing left to hold on to.

The restaurant, the business, the company are gone.

The house was slipping away.

And the only people who could help... don’t want to even help.

His hands pressed to the floor.

Valentina and Maira was still in shock as they couldn’t say anything. The man hadn’t said much during their earlier argument. He didn’t need to—his silence had been loud enough.

But Sebastian didn’t care anymore.

"Sir," he called out, his voice cracking like the phone on the floor.

"Please... I’m sorry."

At that moment Valentina’s father paused, one foot already near the Tv.

"I know I spoke badly earlier. I was proud. Foolish. Please, don’t leave us," Sebastian said, stepping forward, his eyes begging for just a little mercy.

"We’ve lost everything. Everything. But you can help us."

Valentina’s father raised a brow but said nothing.

"You can buy our shares," Sebastian continued, desperation rising in his throat. "Please... just buy them. You can have it all. The building, the restaurant. Everything. We’ll give you a very good discount."

He swallowed hard.

"When we stand again and pay you in double, we’ll remember this. I swear. Please, just save us."

Valentina’s father hadn’t moved an inch since Sebastian dropped to his knees. The room had gone still, the only sound coming from the television humming softly in the background.

Sebastian’s words had been desperate, trembling—he was laying it all bare. There was no pride left in his voice, just panic and hope clinging to the edge.

"Please, sir," Sebastian begged again, "you don’t have to worry about anything. Just buy our shares. You’ll be doing us a big favor. We’ll make it worth your while, I promise."

After keeping quiet for some time Valentina’s father opened his mouth to say something, but his eyes shifted. The news anchor’s voice suddenly grew louder as the station cut to a breaking bulletin.

He turned his head slowly toward the TV.

"Breaking News," the anchor said, "The GSK investment authorities have issued a stern warning. Anyone who associates with the Sebastian family, purchases their company, or tries to claim their assets at a discount—will face full investigation and possible criminal charges. It is alleged the family has been involved in fraudulent funding and unpaid loans linked to national money laundering operations."