Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“Daddy.”

“Is that what he gave you before he passed away?” Sebastian looked at the pocket watch and asked in concern.

Vivian then handed the item to him. “Yes. He told me to give this to his father. Daddy, how did the investigation go? He's not a bad guy, right? He and his mother did nothing bad, right?”

Those questions were still her biggest concern. She was relieved when her father nodded.

As the evening sun cast a warm glow on the room's window, Sebastian opened the pocket watch. After seeing the tiny family portrait in it, he could not help but sigh. “Jason refused to say anything because he wanted to protect His Majesty.”

“What? He did that because he wanted to protect his father?” Vivian widened her eyes in disbelief.

Does that mean those men have all this while been marking His Majesty as their target? Oh, God. Have they gone crazy? How dare they try to harm the king of Yartran!

Vivian still could not believe her ears, but she could somewhat understand the logic behind their action.

Had those men been wary of the king, they would not have instructed Daphne to approach him and give birth to Jason.

That was why they threatened Jason not to reveal their identity, or else they would kill the king.

“So Daddy, have you found those bad guys?” She had to suppress her pain and anger and pin all her hope on Sebastian.

As always, I know Daddy will not disappoint me.

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