Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“Are you sure it’s her? Do you have any proof?”

“Yes.” Sasha took out the USB drive with her manuscripts in it and showed it to Sharon.

“This is the evidence. All the books I wrote and published are inside this USB. The manuscripts Xandra has are exactly the same, even the typos.”

“How sure are you that no one else has seen this before?”

“I’m positive no one else has seen this before. I made a copy for Xenia and brought everything with me before I went abroad, so there’s no way there’s another person aside from her.”

Sharon heaved a sigh and sat like a deflated balloon in front of her. Her face turned pale and the energetic glimmers that used to shine in her eyes were nowhere to be seen.

Sharon was a strong woman.

The Wand family was indebted to her. She was in no way related to the family, but because she married Jackson, she shouldered the burden and pulled the family through the hardest time.

She was a woman of pride and ambition.

For her whole life, she strived to perfect everything she laid her hands on, but everything was left in shreds because of her daughter.

Sasha suddenly felt a pang of guilt and remorse looking at the dispirited woman. She felt she should not have broken this news to her.

hope you understand why I’m here, Aunt Sharon. All this began with me, and

Sasha. Her pale lips parted as she

are you

broken voice tugged at

her gaze and looked elsewhere. She could not bear to look at Sharon. “I won’t take her life. I came today just to let you know in advance that if Xenia continues this, I will

Everything you can?

mean? She’s your uncle’s only daughter. Can’t you

with her

She was a mother herself, so she could

pay the price sooner or later. Sebastian and Mr. Hayes Sr. will still deal with her even

concession. She

Sasha’s hands rather than the Hayes’. She could still beg Sasha to keep it a secret, but

as

are you gonna do to her? Send her

I’ll just make her lose her memory

saucers. Never in her wildest imagination would she expect her niece to

memory?

completely. This is the only way I can make sure she will

yelled, springing from the chair. “Then, she’ll