Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Sweaty and exhausted, Sasha was finally drained out of energy. The thing was so heavy that she had to loosen her grip. After that, she squatted angrily as she couldn’t even stand now.

“Sebastian, you’re f*cking mental!”

Panting, tears finally fell from her swollen, misty eyes.

Sebastian was taken aback for a second.

He was quite delighted when she saw her clumsily carrying the iron pieces but immediately became sorry when he saw her shedding tears while squatting on the floor.

“Is it you or me who’s mental here? How dare you accuse me of this when you’re the one who came to my company and caused chaos?”

“Chaos? What did I do?”

Sasha immediately raised her head and glared at the man with her red, teary eyes.

Sebastian tilted his head slightly and looked away. “Didn’t you hear it yourself? Now the entire company is talking about how lucky you are to catch the vice president’s attention as soon as you came. Sasha, why didn’t I know that you’re an expert at winning people over?”

He worded it much nicer than before.

Nonetheless, Sasha jumped in rage after hearing this. “Bullsh*t! What does he like about me? I think he’s the one who is mental because he still wants me to be his assistant after being complained for not doing my job there! What do I have to do with this?”

Sasha went quiet for a moment.

“By the way, is this a characteristic of your company that the employees take after their boss?”

changed the topic and jeered at the

They’re all mental!

understood what she meant, and

Luke served the food at that moment. “Erm… Mr. Hayes and Ms. Wand, do you want

Sebastian didn’t answer.

“No! Who am I to deserve

an angry look, without turning her head. She even slammed

and Luke were

quickly soothed, “Let’s eat, Mr. Hayes. Don’t worry about it. I’ll ask her to work in your office when Ms. Wand comes back in the

—

Sasha left Hayes Corporation.

I won’t eat at the lousy cafeteria! I’m too angry to eat anyway! It’

when she was about to get home, preschool suddenly called, “Hi Matt’s Mom, what’s

“Huh?”

face went

sick? He isn’t, is he? He looks fine when I send him

about it, she didn’t care about anything else and asked the

here! Here’s

preschool’s entrance, the teacher immediately

and squatted in front

you feeling

Matt is not sick.” Vivian waved her chubby little hands to indicate that her