Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

She had no intention to explain herself. Thus, she made something up and said, “I-I have headed out to get the antidote.”

“Have you found it or not? Just what the heck is wrong with you? Why are you picking on her when we need her help? Can’t you do your father a favor and turn a blind eye for the time being?”

Surprised by the remark, it took Sasha a few seconds to gather her thoughts. Once she returned to her senses, she announced with a nod, “I’ll keep that in mind and take care of it. I’ll definitely keep Dad safe at all costs.”

Her uncle and aunt felt a sense of relief due to Sasha’s words of assurance. Thus, they left after spending another few minutes in the ward.

After spending another few minutes to decide on her next best course of action, Sasha retrieved her phone and made a call.

“Hello? I’m Sasha.”

“Sasha? Have you changed your mind?”

Thrilled by the call in the middle of the night, the woman on the other end had no intention to conceal her emotions at all.

Sasha closed her eyes to suppress the strong murderous intent she felt to carry on with the conversation.

She brought herself to the window and asked, “Why don’t you tell me the things you need from me to set my father free?”

I need from you?” Yancy burst out laughing since

need anything from you, Sasha! Instead, why don’t you do me a favor and retrieve the letters I have written Frederick

a seemingly simple request as the things she needed was merely letters

get her hands on those when he’s no longer around? On top of that, why can’t she send

the hitmen

Yancy a few seconds to rule out the things Sasha had in mind as Sasha went dead silent when she heard

gaped at Yancy’s speculation because the woman on the other end was spot on. Irked,

the reason I’m asking you to do me a favor! I mean, you don’t think I can count on

of nowhere, Yancy brought up Akiko—the woman disguising herself as Sasha’s assistant

started shivering in anger, but she had to keep those to herself as she was in desperate need of

am I supposed to trust you when there’s

need in return. Speaking of which, don’t think of approaching her because she won’t get her hands on the thing you

teeth in indignation, Sasha couldn’t believe Yancy had all

the phone with all her might and closed her

to honor the deal since she wasn’t given much of

merely last his father another day. In other words, his

thing Yancy needed was the letters she had sent Frederick back in the day. Thus,

she would peruse the contents of the letters and omit the