Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 1112

Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover chapter 1112

With that, Sabrina was taken inside once more.

Edmund descended from the stairs and questioned the butler. “Didn’t I ask you to look after her? How could you allow her to run about again? She’s been out of bed way too long this time!”

The butler bowed his head and shuddered.

Edmund had never spoken to them in such a strict tone.

Cold sweat began to form around the butler’s forehead. “I beg your pardon, Mr. Edmund, Ms. Sabrina is not one to be trifled with. We tried everything to stop her but failed miserably. Besides, didn’t I tell you the story about how she taught Ms. Holland and Ms. Willberry a lesson? The ladies had to be sent back to their respective homes in a carrier!”

Edmund did not press on, but the corners of his eyes twitched as he pondered for a brief moment.

Sabrina decided to take a nap when she was taken inside. However, she was surprised to find two men in black guarding by the exit of her room when she had woken up.

“What’re they doing here?”

“Ms. Sabrina, this is Mr. Sebastian’s idea and Mr. Edmund only went with it. He also added that he’ll fly over here from Jadeborough and take you home himself if you don’t behave,” the butler answered truthfully.

My brother? Sebastian?

Sabrina was furious when she heard the news.

Yet, she didn’t dare to rebel against him. Even though she was a fearless woman, she couldn’t resist anything his brother says.

Thus, she was forced to stay in her room.

On the other hand, Edmund ran his casino and nightclub business as usual. However, some unexpected guests decided to crash the party. Apparently, the head of the Holland family, as well as the Willberry family, had come to confront him.

“Mr. Edmund, you’ve crossed the line this time! How dare you mess with our daughter’s feelings and injure her? Did you think you could get away with this?”

The head of both families started a heated conversation in Edmund’s nightclub.

Edmund had a cigarette between his lips and sat on a sofa with his legs propped up on the coffee table. Several men also sat beside him.

“Mr. Holland, I think you were misinformed. I didn’t mess with your daughter. She decided to be with me, I didn’t force her into doing anything against her will. Hence, I don’t understand what you are talking about.”

“You-”

Mr. Holland was boiling with anger at Edmund’s statement.

Mr. Willberry saw his chance and stepped forward to argue.

“Even if that’s true, how could you beat them up like that? The doctor claimed that his daughter is incapable of having a baby all because of you! What are you going to say this time?”