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.

finished baking the sweet yacón muffins. All the children

Vivian still brought

home. It was also because of the arrangement that she missed the jaw-dropping

take part in the operation. He left the duty to his

with the celebration, a young man appeared out of nowhere and destroyed the casino that was located thousands of miles away

in, was filled with the sound of people shrieking, yelling, and

the gambling table, immediately drew out their guns and

how barbaric they had always

guts to

realized they had underestimated

in this comfortable spot. You can give your

to his older brother. Though their resemblance was uncanny, Ian

and raised a submachine gun in

nodded and took

on headphones and opening the laptop, he started typing

said icily, “Three men from the arsenal. Four snipers. Focus on the target behind

a snap

resonated through the

pounced on the mobsters like

could only imagine the intensity of the

the casino while the