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Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 1842

“Don't worry. I won't tell her. I just want to remind you about it. If you're really heading there, you need to be careful,” Ian said.

“What do you mean?” Kurt turned back to him.

If one compared their intelligence, the difference would be apparent. However, everyone has their own strengths. For example, Kurt was great at setting up strategies and executing them.

As for Ian, he was good at analysis and deductions.

He had his father's mind. When the pieces were displayed on the board in front of him, he wouldn't make a move, but he would be able to notice important information hidden within quickly.

“That's Eddie's old nest. Daddy hasn't found it yet after searching for a long time. Why would Maurice know about it? How old was he when his family was poisoned to death? The secret was important, sure, but back then, the White family didn't expect they would be wiped out. So how did he know?” Ian laid out the analysis he conducted in his mind.

Kurt furrowed his eyebrows upon hearing that. “So you're saying that your daddy is asking me to destroy it so that no one can get it? Is that right?”

“Yes. That's why you need to be careful. I believe someone else is involved. They'll no doubt get the news that something happened to Maurice,” Ian reminded once again.

Kurt raised his eyebrow.

He didn't dwell on the matter. Instead, he was worried about Vivian after he left.

“What are you standing there for, Kurt? Help me find the beads! Nat accidentally scattered them on the floor.”

 

Both men were standing on the balcony when they heard an exclamation from the living room.

It was then followed by the sound of beads falling to the ground from the coffee table.

The beads were scattered everywhere.

Vivian was on the verge of tears.

She didn't care about much, but she cared a lot about her clothes-making material.

When Kurt saw that, he quickly went in to help her pick it all up.

The others helped too. Natalie was so shocked that she stood unmoving.

“What are you standing there for? Go to the side.” Matteo was bending down to pick up the beads when he saw the culprit remained standing on her spot. He picked her up and put her on the couch. That way, it would be more convenient for his huge body to move around and pick up the beads.

Natalie's watery, big eyes instantly turned red. Nobody likes me or welcomes me here!

 

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