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.

of them was an award-winning actress, while the other was the

every one of the business magnates had set their sights on the two

ladies cruised their gaze upon the crowd before settling

appeared completely detached from the ball. However, the bored look on his face

asked, her gaze glued

question and stepped forth. “Ms. Benson, he’s Mr.

by way of acknowledgement. Without further ado, she headed straight to where Sebastian was

perfectly manicured hand at him.

They knew that having

later that he

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

tersely. His patience with this woman was

from earlier hurried over and tried to salvage the situation. “Mr.

“And?”