Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 23

Sasha was imprisoned again, but the session merely lasted for a few hours because she was set free the moment the yacht nosed up to the bay.

“Ms. Wand, we have arrived at our destination. However, we’ll send you to another accommodation instead of having you stay at Hayes Residence.”

Luke delivered the news as he brought her out of the cabin.

Great! Visiting the Hayes is the last thing on my to-do list! If they really send me there, I have no idea how Mr. Hayes Sr. will react when he sees me! Back in the day, Frederick played the role of a doting father-in-law and treated Sasha like his own.

He might pass out from the shock of seeing her alive after all these years.

Luke’s words caused Sasha to heave a huge breath of relief.

 

“Great! Let’s get going then!”

She couldn’t wait to see Matteo and Vivian. She wondered how they were doing over the past few days.

 

Luke nodded and led the way.

She was bemused to be given the opportunity to return after being away for five whole years.

At a glance, nothing much had changed in Avenport. It was still the city she used to know, full of skyscrapers, and yet it felt so foreign to her.

“What’s taking you so long? Get into the car already!” The bodyguard by her side urged impatiently.

Sasha snapped out of the nostalgic moment and marched towards the car that was parked nearby.

“Where’s Ian? Has he disembarked yet?”

replied petulantly, “Seriously? Do you have a death wish or something? How dare you poke your nose

put everything aside, including why

she wouldn’t be joining the rest at Hayes Residence, she thought

an apartment in an unknown location that had three bedrooms,

had a state-of-the-art security system that

He’s such a scum!

when an anxious Sasha ran up to him. “Hey! Where’s my

your rescue? Ms. Wand, you should forget about it since this apartment has countless surveillance cameras

shut her

a complete

she craned over and noticed she was on the thirtieth floor,

only option left was to pick

of situations because she had to survive with her

they had a roof

pick the lock, she heard a click from the other side. A

the miniature figure

you doing? Are you going to pick the lock? Correct me if I’m wrong, but have some

thought her savior would be a

different tools for picking a lock, his chubby face puckered

other hand, she thought she was

me in

she saw her son, Sasha lost herself in a train of

here? How

a silly mom! By using a tracking device, of course! How was I supposed to do it otherwise? Wat you have been up

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