Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

He did not know what to do. Looking at the sick son in his arms, he felt a wave of anger and bitterness grew in him.

That fury intensified when he saw the photo of a glowing Sasha next to a bespectacled man in a posh city.

How could you be so cruel, Sasha?

Do you only think of the Wands and the Blackwoods? What about us? What about your three flesh and blood? Don’t we mean anything to you?

Sasha had a fruitful day. She was surprised Andy had asked her back to work after the humiliating confrontation the day before. Moreover, he also handed her a lucrative deal that enabled her to earn more than a million.

It was unbelievable, but she decided not to think too much about it. After all, she got the commission in hand.

“Tell me, Lennie, what do you want? I’ll buy it for you today.” Sasha happily asked Lance, who was just behind her, as they walked out of Wall Street with the commission safely in her account.

It was a promise she made to him at the hotel the day before, but she had been too busy to fulfill it.

Lance politely rejected her offer. “It is not necessary. I don’t need anything. Keep the money for future investment.”

Sasha was puzzled by his change in attitude.

when she agreed to reward him the day before, but now he declined

she preferred his earlier

suspected Solomon had lectured him again, causing the change

transferred the million

that but kept quiet and just headed back to his

at Andy’s office in the day, and transferring the commissions they earned

later, she received a call from

you keep sending us money? Are you trying to make up to us with money? Do you think this will

can explain.” She was flustered by

you have the time, why don’t you spend it on your kids? Fancy abandoning them and then trying to act like a saint to us. Do you think we will appreciate this?” he added,

a long while, Sasha stood there in a daze as her eyes brimmed with tears. His harsh words

My kids…

suppressed feelings and longing she had for her children poured out uncontrollably.

“Hello? Wendy? I’m Sasha.”

Wand? Fancy receiving a call from you.

and sarcastic attitude from Wendy, who had

then softly asked, “I’m sorry, but