Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 247

“Aunt Kelly, our plan failed.”

“We’re lucky that Matilda did not rat us out. I’m warning you, you better not mess up again, or I will kill you!”

Kelly, who had been in trepidation for the past two days, grew angry when her niece mentioned it again.

They were indeed in dire straits.

When their plan had failed, they did not expect Sebastian to put an end to the Emmanuels. He even handed over his aunt to the police.

Thanks to her quick thinking, Kelly had gotten someone to pacify Matilda and promised her the safety of the Emmanuels. Otherwise, she and her niece would not be where they were now if Matilda had confessed.

Kelly was bogged down by it.

Xandra stopped talking and repeatedly looked at the book in her hand. She stared at the word that was in the book—schizophrenia.

Schizophrenia. Her guess was right.

The man had a skeleton in the cupboard, so why should they still be suppressed by him? After all, the cards were in their hands now.

She stroked the word with her red nails, and a satisfying smile spread across her face.

Sasha slept soundly that night, probably because she had a load off her mind. Besides, she had not fully recovered yet, considering she had just fled from the hospital.

When she woke up the next day, it was a particularly bright day for her.

“Ian, shall we wait for Mommy to have calzone together?”

Christmas Eve

voices of children whispering

children sitting on the mat near the window

and cool child, and the other

was Ian

of bed and said, “Good morning,

At the sound of her voice, Vivian quickly got up from the mat and dashed towards

over and cuddled her daughter, and then she looked at

overslept. Have

woman are here. Do you want to

Sasha was startled.

and the

Who?

don’t have to go down, Mommy. We’ll send the food up.” In a snap, Ian made the decision.

pulled her son into a

to meet Frederick and

small, self-deprecating smile as she thought

sent her children out of her room and went

later, when she came out from the bathroom, she looked fresh. There wasn’t the slightest trace of sickly

“Mommy…”

still in the room. She was not familiar with the people downstairs. Since she wasn’t feeling courageous,

forward and held

mother and child made their

come down. The calzone is

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