The Love that Never Really Dies

Never did he imagine that the woman he so detested would commit such an earthshattering act.

Uncle Roderick tried to administer poison to my son? But why? So that his incompetent son can take over? The nerve of him. I can’t believe he dared to mess with me, Sebastian Hayes. Plotting to get rid of my offspring then spread the word to the board of directors that I’m mentally ill, just so his own son can lawfully inherit Hayes Corporation.

Sebastian suddenly recalled what the shareholder had said to him that afternoon.

Creak! Out of the blue, the crisp sound of cracked bones came from the hand that was holding onto the lab report.

Oh God!

The horrifying scene left Sasha bereft of speech.

“You’d better stay at home and don’t go anywhere!”

The incensed Sebastian ordered her to stay put before he swiftly changed and left the house.

Sasha stared blankly ahead, dumbfounded.

It took a long time for that murderous aura to dissipate before she snapped out of it. Her legs almost gave way as she leaned against the door and let out the breath of air she was unconsciously holding in.

She was well aware of what the man had left to do.

It was exactly what she had hoped for.

Nonetheless, she still could not help but feel unsettled and wished she had gone along with him.

Sasha returned to her room, but she was unable to regain her composure. She took out the remains of the sweets and soaked them in a mug to take a better look at them.

Roxanne had already analyzed the toxicity of these sweets.

its antidote. If the situation persisted, her son would

decided to take matters

your dinner. It’s already so late, so you should come down for

“Alright, Wendy.”

her experiment and

sigh and left the room

reeking of blood, the entire villa was pitch dark save for that room on

She’s still awake?

long strides, Sebastian

his head to look at his hands. In

chilly. A thin layer of

cold tonight. Why

at the room where a warm, orange light

the door was open. From the crevice, he could see Sasha on her knees in the room. There

“Sasha?”

“Hm?”

up and

He’s back?

what she was working on. She made a beeline for the door and opened it, saying,

door watching her run toward

back. What are

But… it’s been a whole night of experimenting and I’m still nowhere close. The remnants of the dessert are way too

sentence trailed off as

while she explained herself. Despite constantly reminding himself to lose all hope in her, he could not help

He’s already