Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“No, I don't like it.”

With that, she left with her head still bowed.

Seeing that, the student council secretary had no choice but to sigh and walk away.

Yasmin quickly returned to her dorm. To her surprise, she received a message on her phone immediately upon returning.

Anonymous: I want you to attend that competition.

Crash!

Her phone fell to the ground. She glared at it in utter terror, as if she had just encountered a ghost.

Feelings of fear, shock, and disbelief were written on her face immediately.

Why? Didn't I already delete him? Why can he still contact me? How did he infiltrate my phone?

Shuddering, she stood there for more than a minute, completely paralyzed. It was like something terrifying like a plague or a vicious demon was lying on the floor instead of her phone.

She wished for nothing more than to smash it into pieces.

she did that. However, when she stepped on the phone, it started

here no way out of

a despondent

are you doing, Yasmin? Do you think that you can cut off contact with us just like that? Let me tell you this. From the moment you contacted us, you will never be able to get rid of us. Don't even think of escaping us!” reminded the person viciously over the phone. Every word was like a venomous snake sinking its

at her

died. Although you didn't kill the person

There is no way I can wash the blood off my hands.

you want to do? Ian's siblings are here. There's no chance for you to kill Susan and her

the competition,” revealed the person sinisterly. “Let me tell you this—Sebastian's eldest son has a mental illness. Sebastian sent him to the University of Pollerton and made him in charge of

If someone dies, it'll

as she stood in her room. She smashed her phone onto the ground

despair and fear felt like—once she stepped into the abyss of darkness,

The next day arrived.

effort yesterday, those who stayed in the apartment completed their tasks exceptionally. The next step was to

task is to design clothes today. Within a week, I'll

“Sure!”

temporary meeting table, which had been repurposed from the dining table in the apartment, everyone started reporting their work progress

charge of the project, was pleased when he heard about Vivian's

After your side is done with the

system is almost done too. I can ensure that not even a fly can escape my eyes.” Kurt handed his blueprint up too. If