Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

The phone disconnected after his proclamation.

Sasha was in a state of shock. Yancy’s son? Solomon is Yancy’s son? Impossible!

Meanwhile, the ball was in full swing at the Empire State Tower. To accentuate the summit, the organizers had spared no expense in making the ball into an extravagant affair, including inviting various prominent stars and socialites to attend as guests.

The sound of mingling murmurs and clinking of champagne flutes filled the ballroom. Inhibition lowered under the effect of alcohol as several of Sebastian’s acquaintances were beginning to eye the socialites suggestively.

One of them nudged him. “Hayes, want to try your luck with any of the girls over there?”

The latter gave a perfunctory smile in response. “I’ll pass,” he said with an air of indifference.

Sensing his disinterest, the others left him alone and went to chat up the socialites.

There were two women in the ball who stood out among the rest. However, even the most brazen tycoons present were loath to hit on them.

award-winning actress, while the other was the heiress of

sights on the two women, but none of them had

the crowd before settling on the lone

over each other indolently. He seemed molded from a different cast as he appeared completely detached from the ball. However, the bored look on his face did nothing to hide

is that?” the heiress asked, her gaze glued on

forth. “Ms. Benson, he’s Mr. Sebastian Hayes,

Without further ado,

manicured hand at him. “May I

They knew that having the Benson heiress’ affection could only mean good things for one’s

later that he looked up, apparently finally realizing her presence. “You may not,” he said with a hint of annoyance. “Invite someone else,

“Excuse me?” Her voice was sharp with disbelief. “Don’t you know who I

don’t care,” he said tersely. His patience with

the situation. “Mr. Hayes, Millie is the heiress to

“And?”