Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

With a dark look, Sebastian hovered his mouse over a document icon and clicked on it. Then, he waved Sasha over to have a look at the file. While she was at that, he got up and got a glass of water for himself.

Sasha was a genius in finance. Sebastian believed that she could comprehend the issue with the document at just a glimpse without any explanation from him.

She settled in front of the computer and analyzed the document's content.

Five minutes later, she spotted some issues with it.

“The person who created this was either bad at it or had messed it up on purpose. It was just one piece of land. Yet the data submitted were split into auction, planning, construction...”

Sasha's eyebrows burrowed at the numbers on the screen.

The expression on Sebastian's face darkened even more at her analysis.

However, it was too early to conclude as a further investigation still needed to be done. Thus, they didn't dwell on it and retired for the night. When the lights turned off, thoughts of her son began racing through Sasha's mind as she lay in Sebastian's embrace on the bed.

“Oh, right. Wasn't Ian in charge of a project in school? How did he do? Did the operational department submit their proposal with the data this time?”

“I haven't looked at it yet...” Sebastian answered absentmindedly, his hands busy caressing Sasha in the dark.

His nonchalance annoyed Sasha.

Can't he be serious about it? We're talking about our son here!

lips with ease and kissed her. With a swift movement, he positioned her

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his

different? What was that

get to sleep a wink. Their nightly activities

the morning, Luke had just started another day at work in Avenport. He requested the

was almost ten in the morning. Sebastian, who had gotten some release, was feeling much better than last

report, he didn't point out any

Luke answered, “Yes, Sir.”

at Hayes Corporation finally got

Why did Mr. Hayes request for the summary

of directors ended, a

be immaculate. We were used to detail

best, but the other shareholders were

assured, the other shareholders

he reached the parking lot, he took out his phone and saw he had received a few text messages from Bob from the

Zeyl, did Mr. Hayes

just about to ask you on that. You knew Sebastian would be taking over

like that, Mr. Zeyl. We've already submitted those reports to the Finance Department. I did want to take it back and redo it. Yet, they rejected my request saying

Winston texted: Useless!

the car after he sent the