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.

I’m here, Aunt Sharon. All this began

Sasha. Her pale lips

you planning

tugged at Sasha’s

at Sharon. “I won’t take her life. I came today just to let you know in advance that if Xenia

Everything you can?

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

with her own child in the

for that. She was

over, but she refuse to admit her fault. Aunt Sharon, you need to recognize the fact that Xenia will pay the price sooner or later. Sebastian and Mr. Hayes Sr. will still deal with her even if I don’t act. They knew I’m the author of that book. Xandra was already in their hands. Do you think

was her concession. She

the Hayes’. She could still beg Sasha to keep it a secret,

as tears rolled down her

do to her? Send

her lose her memory about this

eyes widened like two saucers. Never in her wildest imagination would she expect her niece to

her memory?

is the only way I can make sure she will

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