Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Since Sebastian had made it explicit that he wanted Sasha out of Avenport, the bodyguard had no choice but to do as he was asked to.

After sorting things out with the bodyguard, Sebastian went upstairs again and got ready for work.

Just as he was about to leave his room, his phone rang again. He groaned and picked it up. “What is it?” he asked impatiently.

“Mr. Hayes, you don’t care about your son anymore, do you? I’ll kill your son if you dare hang up again!”

Sebastian rolled his eyes at the familiar voice.

“Hey, what do you want? Money? If you’re thinking about ripping me off, dream on. I have no time for games!” Sebastian’s patience was wearing thin. The day sure did not start well with these annoying calls bothering him.

“It seems like you don’t believe that I have your son, Mr. Hayes. Fine then, I’ll send you a picture of him, and you can take a look for yourself. Make sure you come prepared with one billion!”

The kidnapper hung up without waiting for a reply.

Sebastian stared at his phone in disbelief before the screen lighted up again. He just received a photo from the man.

Instantly, he tapped on it and zoomed in on the child. It was indeed a photo of a child being held hostage. Sebastian could not tell where the place was, but the kid in an orange jacket was bound up with thick ruffian ropes on a small chair. His complexion was fair, and his cheeks were chubby. Although his eyes were covered with a rugged black cloth, his mouth and his nose were still visible.

Sebastian squinted his eyes at the boy, perplexed.

Well, this sure looks like Ian.

But Ian is in my room.

of the room with his eyes on his phone, still taken aback by how much the boy in the photo looked so similar to his son. He was so surprised he did not even notice Ian was already out

of

down the stairs towards Ian. “I didn’t know you’re awake. Why

toward him, wanting to bring him back to his

as a sheet. “Were you on

astonished Ian actually overheard his

hand dismissively, saying, “It’s nothing. You heard it wrong. It’s a call

right?” Ian looked at Sebastian in the eyes with his hands clenched up tightly

yeah… But you’re here, so it must be a prank call.” Sebastian shrugged his shoulders,

boy stood there quietly,

he was seeing things. Ian seemed disconcerted, and his

okay, Ian? Did

dropped the topic and went closer, wanting to bring Ian back to the room. “Let’s go get

staircase towards the door. Sebastian was totally taken aback

back! What’s wrong

him, his furious voice reverberating along the staircase. Seriously, I really have to teach this

when is he

him at the collar and

do you think you’re doing, Ian Hayes? Do you want

go! I want to go

could to free himself from Sebastian’s grip. Even his voice was wobbling and breaking

okay. After he got home yesterday, he tried calling Matteo when he finally got a grip of himself, but none of his calls went