Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“Good morning, Ms. Wand.”

“Please have a seat, Ms. Wand.”

“Are there any prospective projects you’re working on, Ms. Wand?”

The executives started greeting her the moment they saw her in the meeting room. They were not as friendly when she first came to the company.

At first, they had their guards up against her because she was Sebastian’s wife, but things had changed.

She had proven her capability after the incident with Wells International.

Sasha smiled courteously and waved the file in her hands. “I’ve just landed on a big client.”

Wow!

A big client?

Everyone’s face lit up and they gathered around Sasha, wanting to take a look at the file.

When Sebastian came with his laptop in his hand, he was dismayed by the sight.

He used to be the center of attention, but this time around, everyone was so caught up with Sasha they could not take their eyes off her.

Sebastian looked at all the male colleagues smiling at Sasha as if they were trying to please her.

Behind him, Luke could sense a storm coming.

He kicked the door and raised his voice. “What’s with the fuss? We’re starting the meeting now.”

their seats the moment

across the room and walked

to give them a stern warning, Sasha looked at him with her eyes full of

“Shall we begin?”

Sebastian called Sasha over to his office to talk to her, but before they could discuss anything, he pressed her against the

Hayes… we’re at the

doing? You should say that to yourself. What were you doing with

drilled his gaze through her as he locked his hands

knew the best thing she could do was give

huh?” Sebastian

“Sorry, Sebby.”

Sasha knew she had to back

wife. It means I’m capable. I did this

her voice and spoke tenderly

she would still look charming. A shade of pink manifested on her cheeks and

the end of

back anymore. He pressed his lips against

an hour later, everyone was

were you, Ms. Wand? We were looking

to. She failed to spot Sasha’s pink cheeks and fired a question right when she saw

Sasha evaded her gaze.

“What is it?”

Mr. Anderson interviewed a few people. Here are

Sasha a folder

a cursory glance