Sebastian thought he had heard it wrong. He absolutely did not dare to believe his ears, and his expression also instantly became extremely disgusted. "What did you say?"

"I-I want to be your mistress. Sebastian, I have already met your wife today. She is indeed very outstanding. I can't compete with her. I'm willing to admit defeat. I won't ask to share the same status as her. I know that this country practices monogamy, so I won't ask you to give me a status. I just want to be your mistress. I'll just be your mistress. I'll bear your children, and the entire White family will be yours in the future," Misty said incomparably eagerly.

There was no denying that she was too fond of Sebastian. He was very manly, had never been submissive to her, and never spoiled her. Instead, he had been giving her the cold shoulder. Misty was truly too fond of this man. Among all the men that she had known, none of them could compare to Sebastian. Misty had a standard for picking a man. She absolutely