Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 1839

Yasmin grabbed onto Vivian's wrist firmly. At that moment, she finally found her conscience after evil and darkness devoured her entire soul.

Puzzlement swamped the latter as she stared intently at Yasmin.

Snap! Right then, the lights in the dressing room suddenly grew dim following that sound.

“Aaaahh!” the girls at the venue shrieked in horror.

Similarly, Vivian looked up above her head in shock. Within a second, just as she felt someone grab her wrist and pull her out, she also felt a pair of hands pushing her from the back.

Following that, a clattering noise resonated through the air. Outside Vivian's line of vision, a massive black hole appeared. This time, the young lady standing behind her fell straight into it.

Nobody liked darkness, to be honest.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

When the lights lit up again, Vivian saw Kurt right before her. The youth had made his appearance again, and this round, hugging her in his arms. Turning around, she instantly fell into a daze when she saw that there was not a single soul in the dressing room.

“Where is she?”

“Someone took her to get her makeup and hair done. Don't worry,” Kurt gently comforted her while hugging her.

With that, Vivian felt at ease. In the blink of an eye, she pulled herself together and devoted her attention to the fashion show that had yet to conclude.

Little did she know that in the building where the fashion show was taking place, an opening ceremony was happening concurrently and was under the attention of various media outlets and many audiences. And not too far away, there was an abandoned, old house. Inside, Kurt sat on a stone bench expressionlessly as someone was being thrown in.

“It's him?”

“Yes!” Standing by the side, the SteelFort member bobbed his head after bringing in the last person.

Only then did Kurt raise his glance to look and walk over to that person slowly.

Throughout it all, that person merely stared ahead numbly.

Even though he did not recognize Kurt, he felt an inexplicable fear surge inside him as the youth walked up to him. It was almost as if Kurt had the presence of Lucifer and was about to send him to meet his doom.

“W-What do you want from me?”

“What do you think?” Murderous intent filled Kurt's eyes as he placidly threw a question back.

Suddenly, he reached his arm out as fast as lightning, grabbed onto that person's chest, and forcefully smashed him toward the ground. Loud crunching sounds, similar to the ones heard in the dressing room earlier, resounded in the air.

That person's ribs were crushed!

“Pfft!”

It was simply too horrifying.

Blood spewed out from that person's mouth. Standing by the side, the two SteelFort members felt their scalp prickle and could barely breathe as they watched the scene.