Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“So what? You thought that you can put your mission aside when she’s cooking him yam porridge?” A devilish figure emerged from nowhere and sneered.

Blood drained from Kira’s face at the sight of the ferocious smirk on the woman’s face.

The glass lid dropped from her hand and smashed onto the floor.

“A-Aunt Jasmine…” Kira stammered.

“You don’t deserve to call me that! I’m ashamed to have a niece like you!” Jasmine grimaced and snarled at Kira in exasperation, infuriated by her betrayal. The next moment, she dashed toward the basket of dried ingredients and took out the packet of beef slices agitatedly.

“Please don’t do that!” Sensing what Jasmine intended to do, Kira wailed in despair. Even so, she was unable to stop a malicious Jasmine from tossing all the beef slices into Sasha’s pot of yam porridge. Apart from that, she even poured more than half a bottle of red wine into it!

“Mark my words! Don’t ever try to bluff me. If this pot of special porridge is not served to him later, I will send you to serve Hendrick White well in bed tonight!” Jasmine hissed viciously at Kira before she stormed out of the kitchen.

Kira slumped onto the floor in helplessness.

Beef slices stewed in red wine were scrumptious, yet the combination could be a deadly recipe for certain people.

For those who sustained injuries or endured gout, this recipe could be resulting in excessive urine acid precipitating in the soft tissues of their bodies. As a result, the particular person might not be able to walk again.

consuming the dish. That was the hideous ploy on Jasmine’s mind, as she was hoping that he would end

heart fell as she

spotted Vivian crying her heart out pitifully in a housemaid’s arms outside

to you, sweetie? Are you

my knee! It is bleeding! Ouch! It hurts!” The

at Vivian’s

her scraped knee. Blood

Don’t cry. I will attend to your wound now.” Sasha coaxed Vivian gently as she

with Sebastian in the bedroom on the second floor. Other than that, he was trying to hint Sebastian that all the Jadesons would attend the feast at noon. Thus, it was up to Sebastian if he

I will go down and show my face. Do you think

him by saying, “Don’t get me wrong. I don’t mean that. I-I’m just

previous incidents. Since then, he was fearful

grimness were written all over his face. Devin even

girl’s cries of pain pierced

bedroom at once and asked anxiously, “Is that little girl crying? What happened

did not comment on anything, he could not turn a deaf ear to the little girl’s wails of pain. He raised his brows and looked out of the room in an instant. There was even an