Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 1175 Edmund Texted Her

The figure’s eyes widened in shock when Sebastian mentioned the head of The Coffee Shop, for even with their considerable influence and unrelenting efforts, SteelFort still could not identify who that person was. After all this while, has the head of the organization finally decided to show themself?

“What should we do then, Mr. Hayes? Are they up to something for appearing at this juncture and tailing Ms. Sabrina? Do you think…”

The figure suddenly stopped talking mid-sentence because they both already knew where the conversation was heading.

Since Sabrina was the organization’s target, there could only be one possibility—they had become suspicious of someone.

The winter night in Jadeborough was bone-chillingly cold, yet the harsh cold paled in comparison to the fear-inducing aura exuding from Sebastian.

“It’s about time we finally put an end to this!”

“What do you mean, Mr. Hayes?”

“Arrange more men to protect Sabrina. Remember, they’re never to leave her side,” ordered Sebastian sternly before ending the conversation for the night.

moment as he wondered if that was all they should do. Just protection? So we’re not making a move on the organization? What if something goes wrong? After all, these people are crafty, and this is

eventually decided that it was best for him, as a subordinate,

so Sebastian dropped her and the children at Golden

of Mommy and your sister for me, okay? If you need anything at all, call me,” Sebastian instructed the eight-year-old Matteo after reaching their

feeling offended that Sebastian asked the boy to look after her

is he trying to imply? That I’m

“Hey, I’m more than—”

best to take care of them, so don’t you

all she could do was glare at the man from afar since the First Lady had

morning, Mrs. Zander!” she greeted after bringing her children

stepped out of the car with two small boxes in her hands. “Good morning! Wait, you brought your daughter

his father suggested I bring Vivian instead. Is that okay with you?”

want the children to have a great time. But I had the boys in mind when I prepared the gifts, so I was just a little

aback at the sight of those exquisite stones, for she could tell that they were valuable antiques and not the

Mrs. Zander.

As you know, I can’t bear any myself, so I consider