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?”

wish or something? How

to keep her mouth shut and look out the window instead. She put everything aside, including why she wasn’t brought to the Hayes or

she thought she might get to sneak out and

unknown location that had

state-of-the-art security system that

He’s such a scum!

Sasha ran up to him. “Hey!

Do you want them to come to your rescue? Ms. Wand, you should forget about it since this apartment has countless surveillance cameras everywhere. If anyone shows up

her up

you’re a complete

the moment she craned over and noticed

option left was

she had gone through all sorts of situations

became an essential skill that ensured they had a roof

going to pick the lock, she heard a click from the other

the miniature figure

Are you going to pick the lock? Correct me if

never thought her savior

a glimpse of Sasha crouching on the ground holding the different tools for picking a lock, his chubby face puckered as his expression darkened. He clenched his

other hand, she thought she was hallucinating

Wait! How did he locate me in the first place? I just arrived thirty minutes

Sasha lost herself

what are you doing here? How did you

device, of course! How was I supposed to do it otherwise? Wat you have been up

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