Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

The picture was taken when Sasha was texting Sebastian. Although it was shot through a transparent glass, her face was still clearly visible.

Despite Jamie’s updates, Yancy did not seem satisfied with what she did. “What’s the use of sending me all these photos?”

Yancy took a look at the first picture, grumbling away.

“Calm down, Mrs. Tsurka. She’s still new. She’ll get her hands on something more significant soon. We should be patient with her. We can just give her more specific tasks next time,” the housekeeper said.

Yancy nodded briefly, but her eyes squinted the moment she saw the second photo.

“I have to say this photo is well-taken.”

“Let me have a look.”

The housekeeper came closer and looked at the photo.

This was the same girl they had locked up at their place last time, but she looked much better in this picture. She was like a flower blossoming under the summer sun.

Her beauty could even leave any other woman in awe.

After some time, Yancy scoffed. “Heather really did pass down some good genes to her daughter, didn’t she?”

The housekeep dared not breathe a word.

She took another glance at the photo and locked the phone.

next, Mrs. Tsurka? Should we send Mr. Solomon this? He didn’t know

sending him pictures

said, she forwarded the photo

she anticipated, Solomon called her from

you up to this time? Where did you get this

need to know how I got it. I know you’re happy to see her. You don’t have

to him casually while the servants massaged

Solomon. “I’m warning you. You’d better not do anything to her. I won’t let you off if anything happens to

neither glad nor thankful to his mother when he saw

Instead, he was worried.

up in rage when she

her just because I think you’ll like it. What kind

of replying to her question,

Tsurka. You’ve always been the bigger person. Your son knows nothing. This

if you don’t want me to, but you’ll have to get out of that broken

listen to you?” Solomon was brazenly honest with

broke

court convicts Sinch Enterprise of all the charges Hayes Corporation has pressed on you. You’re a real Hayes, but you’ll end up being the biggest joke in the world. Everyone will take you for a

was silence from the

love is sleeping in the

“Shut the f*ck up!”