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!

Not long after, he found her lips with

it finally ended. Can we do something

the dark, passionate night, his excited whisper sounded

something different? What was that supposed to

a wink. Their nightly

at work in Avenport. He requested the summary report, which the employees had worked on for the

Sebastian, who had gotten

summary report, he didn't point out any mistakes. “Follow this example next

Luke answered, “Yes, Sir.”

at Hayes Corporation finally got

Why did Mr. Hayes

directors ended, a

Have all of you forgotten? He likes everything to be immaculate. We were used to detail management and had forgotten about Mr. Hayes' habit

best, but the other shareholders

other shareholders left the

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

Mr. Hayes find out anything

would be taking over Hayes Corporation temporarily. So how could you not make

want to take it

Winston texted: Useless!

cussing in the car after he