Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Meanwhile, Sasha continued speeding on the highway after blacklisting a few people from getting in touch with her through the phone.

However, that was merely a waste of time since there were only a mere few who truly cared about her.

Buzz! Buzz!

“Hello?”

“Ms. Wand, where are you? We have gotten in touch with the person in charge of Wells International! He has agreed to grant us an audience with him as long as we’re able to reach his office before twelve o’clock!”

Jenny, the secretary, had made the call to share the good news with Sasha.

Upon a simple glimpse at her watch, Sasha frowned since it was almost ten o’clock in the morning.

It would take her three hours to make her way to Horington from Avenport. In other words, it was a mission impossible for her to reach the person in charge since she only had about two hours.

Nonetheless, she wasn’t given much of an option, so she told Jenny, “Alright, tell him I’ll reach his office before twelve o’clock.”

“Alright, Ms. Wand!”

Thrilled by the great news, Jenny hung up the call with a bright grin.

Within a few minutes, those from the operational department thought they had finally made it and couldn’t wait to share the great news with the others.

was on his way back after showing Roxanne the way

person in charge of the operational department is currently on her way to

she has the guts to make her way

we need to stop making fun

about it and

she hung up the call, Sasha accelerated the car, speeding her way through the highway even when the road was covered

going at 100 mile/hour which could be deadly especially when

praying it would stop snowing soon. To

started snowing heavily. She couldn’t even see the road since the windshield

she stepped on the brake, she heard the sound of the wheels sliding

in fear of not making it out

had no choice but to go really slow instead of trying anything

Although there was a heavy snowstorm, the road had

made it out of Avenport, a car almost

cursing the driver, but she found out the driver seemed to have lost control over his

swayed off the road and fell off the

Oh, God!

of a conference, wasn’t aware that Sasha was on her way

on his work in an attempt to calm himself ever since Roxanne’s departure. The conference lasted for an hour and

memo of the conference,

have some sort of bad news! Those from the operational department told me that they