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.”

seats the moment

and walked in before sitting down on

stern warning, Sasha looked at him with her eyes full of

“Shall we begin?”

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

Hayes… we’re at the

I’m doing? You should say that to yourself. What were you

through her as he locked his hands

best thing she could do was give in. “I’m sorry, Darling. Please forgive

huh?” Sebastian

“Sorry, Sebby.”

get out of hand, Sasha knew she had to back down. She circled her arms around his neck

are you so angry? What’s so bad about people liking your wife. It

her voice and spoke

usually made a compromise, but when she did, she would

she is the end of

back anymore. He pressed his

department an hour

were you, Ms. Wand? We

about what Sasha was up to. She failed to spot

Sasha evaded her gaze.

“What is it?”

Mr. Anderson interviewed a few people. Here

a folder containing a few

a cursory glance