Chapter 92

As expected, Sebastian did gradually stand up, influenced by Dorothy's pulling force, but before he could stabilize himself, he fell back onto the sofa. Dorothy spent a lot of energy and time trying to lift Sebastian from the sofa without success, leaving her panting heavily. Wiping the sweat off her forehead, Dorothy slouched next to Sebastian on the couch for a while. Planning to rise and make an internal phone call. Before she could even move slightly, Sebastian hurriedly stretched out his hands and tightly hugged Dorothy's waist. Surprised, Dorothy stepped back and tumbled back onto the sofa. "What are you doing, Sebastian? Let go. I will get someone to help you!" Sebastian buried his head in the nook of Dorothy's neck, rubbing his head firmly without releasing his grip. "..." Dorothy had no choice but to let Sebastian embrace her while she awkwardly moved to the other end of the sofa and dialed the internal line. "Can you send two male attendants here? Someone needs help." "Sure,