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.

way back after showing Roxanne the way out of the

the operational department is currently on her way

she has the guts to make her way to the

we need to stop making

complimenting her, Luke paid no heed about it and made

hung up the call, Sasha accelerated the car, speeding her way through the highway even when the

be deadly especially when the highway was

took a deep breath and started praying it would stop snowing

her way out of Avenport, it started snowing heavily. She couldn’t

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

started perspiring in fear

had no choice but to go really slow instead of

she was glad it was still in the morning. Although there was a heavy snowstorm,

she made it out of Avenport, a car almost ran into hers when they were at a slightly

thought of cursing the driver, but she found out the driver seemed to have lost

while, his car swayed off the road and fell off the guardrail in

Oh, God!

the middle of a conference, wasn’t

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

in charge of the memo of the conference,

Those from the operational department told me that they couldn’t get in touch