Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 1811

Since age was catching up on Jonathan, he really longed for more opportunities to spend quality time with the younger ones.

However, as his great-grandchildren grew older, they became more independent and eventually drifted further from the family.

The obedient Ian obliged and sat down beside him.

“Are you settling down well in your new campus, Ian? How busy are you with your school work?”

“Not busy,” he answered honestly.

Then, he scooped a bowl of soup for Jonathan, making the latter very well pleased.

My eldest great-grandchild is such a sweet boy who is filial toward his elders.

After having several mouthfuls, Jonathan continued posting questions to Ian. “What about your classmates? Getting along well? I heard that you did a project for Hayes Corporation in between your studies. Can you cope with everything?”

“It's fine. I'm done with it now, and it's going to be launched very soon. If... you're free to drop by during the opening, Great-grandpa, Mark can bring you there.”

Unexpectedly, Ian invited Jonathan to go witness the fruit of his labor, the very first showcase of his solo venture into the corporate world.

“Really?”

Jonathan's eyes lit up in response. Having received an invitation out of the blue was like a highlight to his mundane lifestyle.

Ian nodded. “Of course! The building is located in the Old Town. Thus, I purposely designed an arcade for the senior citizens. You can enjoy yourself there with the others when you come to visit.”

“Hahaha...” Jonathan was over the moon.

“Wow, my oldest Great-grandson is so capable! Sure, that's excellent! I'll make sure I bring along my old comrades from Jadeborough to support you on your launching day.”

“Terrific!” Ian grinned.

By the time breakfast was over, Karl was already outside.

“Mr. Ian, the helicopter is ready. Let's take our leave.”

Ian's grimaced at that news.

Susan took the flight back to Pollerton that day.

She waited for hours at the airport, but the person who gave her the tickets did not show up. Finally, she gave him a call when it was time for boarding.

“Hello, the number that you've dialed is temporarily unavailable.”

Staring at her phone, a reminder from her mother before she departed her house that morning kept playing in her head.

Susan, don't take the private jet. Go for the flight. We've bothered them too much. Let us be reminded of our place.

At that thought, she kept her phone in her backpack.

Fifteen minutes later, the plane took off. She looked at the empty seat next to her and plunged into complete silence.

When she arrived at Pollerton, a southern city, she was greeted by the monsoon season. As soon as she got out of the airport, dark clouds hovered above her head. The endless drizzle shrouded the entire city like a rain curtain.

“Miss, do you need a cab?”

“No thanks, I'm taking the bus.”

With only a couple of hundred in her purse, she strode to the bus station nearby.

The rain got heavier. Though the distance between the airport and the station was only a mile, she had already gotten herself drenched shortly after she exited the airport without an umbrella.

Luckily, she did not need to wait very long for the next bus heading to downtown.

Hence, she got herself a ticket and boarded the bus.

“Hello? Are you in class, Timothy? Otherwise, please come pick me up at the station. I don't have an umbrella with me.

When she was about to reach her destination, the rain had not stopped. She gave her brother a call and urged him to come quick.

Where's Timothy?

Although he was a happy-go-lucky guy, he cared for his sister a lot. When he heard that Susan was on her way back, he hurriedly borrow a friend's moped to go fetch her.

“Susan, you're alone? Where's Ian?”

In the midst of the incessant pitter-patter, that was the first thing that came to Timothy's mind when he saw Susan.

She pressed her lips, got herself up the moped, and put on her raincoat.

Subsequently, she grabbed the hem of Timothy's shirt and said, “Well, his family sent him back separately. By the way, did you get into any trouble when I was away these two days?”

“What are you trying to imply? Why would I get into any trouble? I've been working my a** off, attending lessons everyday.”

“Fine. Ian will be back soon. Let's head back to the apartment first. I need to get changed while you go for marketing. Then, I'll make us all a meal before we go for our classes this afternoon.” Susan had it all planned out.

Just as Susan had predicted, Ian returned to the apartment half an hour after their arrival.

“You're finally back, Ian? Why is your private helicopter so slow? My sister is back for a while now,” Timothy grumbled jokingly while mopping the living room when Ian walked into the house.

Instantly, the latter's expression changed.