Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Her brows furrowed. “I can say the same to you, Solomon. What are you doing here?”

The other smiled placatingly. “Sinch Enterprise recently hired me and they sent me here as a representative.”

Sasha eyed him dubiously. Ever since she came to realize that he had lied to her time and again, she took his words with a grain of salt. Knowing that he took down Prime Cloud Corporation just so he could get close to her, she felt she could no longer trust him as before.

“I see. Well, we’re leaving now. Have a good day,” she said simply and turned to her companion with a beseeching expression. “Shall we go, Sebastian?” If we don’t, I’m afraid you’ll explode.

The business tycoon remained seated in the chair as if Sasha had not spoken. He thumbed the pages of the publication leisurely, but the air around him was frosty enough to make alarms ring in her mind.

“As far as I know, Sinch Enterprise in Jetroina is a family business leaning quite heavily toward nepotism. The senior management, including their legal team, is run by an oligarchy.” He drilled Solomon with a penetrating gaze. “So pray tell, Mr. George, how did you manage this impressive feat of getting into the company?”

Solomon’s expression chilled considerably as he levelled the other man with a meaningful look. “You think too highly of me, Mr. Hayes. I’m only an ordinary employee in the company.”

“Oh, yeah?” Sebastian returned smoothly, a seemingly genuine smile of civility curling his lips. “For someone who was, and I quote, recently hired by Sinch Enterprise, you must be quite competent for them to send an ordinary employee to this summit.”

His remarks were loaded with insinuation. The air between the two men tensed while Sasha gulped imperceptibly.

appeared ready to toss out a retort. In the end, however, he merely glowered at

mean by that?” she asked. “Is Solomon somehow related to Sinch

face like it had

The tone of

deny. “Your Hayes Corporation didn’t even strike my fancy back then. Why would

somehow seemed to

two of them made their way out of the conference hall. It was not long before

“I didn’t!”

marry me if that

could only supply with,

lips, she found herself pressed against the wall of the

man’s large hand gripped her shoulder as he leaned in close. His breath was so hot it was

pulse pounding in her ears. “W-What are you doing? Let go. We’re in public,” she hissed and tried to push him away. It

you marry me