Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

An hour later, Matteo arrived at the Hilton hotel.

Even though he was smart for his age, he was still a kid, so it took some time for him to arrive at his destination.

Thankfully, he quickly spotted a car in the hotel parking lot that was the same one the men in black had driven when they took his mother away from the hospital. His heart skipping a beat in excitement, he made his way to the hotel lobby.

“Hi, pretty lady! I’d like to ask who that car outside belongs to?”

The receptionist, a young woman, lowered her head to see an adorable five-year-old boy standing on his tiptoes and peeking over the counter. With a fluffy head of dark hair and large, curious eyes, he looked like a handsome young protagonist from a Disney animation.

Isn’t… Isn’t this Ian, the young boy who lives in our hotel’s penthouse suite?

She stammered, “Mr. I-Ian? Why are… you here? Weren’t you just at the restaurant?”

Huh?

Mr. Ian?

Matteo quickly picked up that something was off.

So, he pulled a tall stool over and climbed onto it, resting his elbows on the reception counter as he smiled brightly at the young woman whose cheeks went red.

minute. Oh, do you know who the car

to your family? Your father’s staff was driving it when he came home just now,”

chubby cheeks becoming round. “Okay! Thank you,

back to the restaurant, or your father is going to panic if he can’t find you.” The

Matteo wasn’t about to let

as “Mr. Ian”, and he wanted to see

his teacher had shown them a photo of a kid who was transferring to their preschool.

preschool principal’s computer to search for more information about Ian, the registered address was

spooked bunny and left the receptionist in the

in the middle of the fancy restaurant, dressed in a small, tailored suit and a napkin tucked into his collar. He ignored the food in front of him; his expression

Matteo were

speech patterns were opposites. If Matteo was a refreshing ball of

been raised by Sebastian to act prim and proper at all times. There wasn’t a single trace of naivety

like him. But is he always as uptight like an old man?” Matteo mumbled to himself, feeling sorry

here to look for a cure for your

a few moments. It was obvious that he still

the woman whom he brought along today is supposed to cure

Luke laughed awkwardly, trying to give

digging into his food. “If that’s the case, then tell him not to be so mean

nearly choked on his