Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 196

Sasha followed behind Luke as they entered.

The closer they got, the clearer the roars of a woman could be heard. The maids were all visibly on edge as they frantically scrambled past her.

Just when she wanted to close the distance with Luke, Sasha heard a throaty shriek, “Sebastian, I dare you to f*cking call the cops on me!”

The words were extremely vulgar.

Sasha’s expression darkened in response while Luke was equally outraged.

“Is that woman crazy to threaten Mr. Hayes with that? Does she really think he’s incapable of doing it?”

With fury welling inside him, his stride turned into a sprint.

Noticing the increase in pace, Sasha followed accordingly.

Just when both of them were about to arrive, a thunderous and sharp slap rang out in their ears. Sabrina’s brazen words might have infuriated someone inside.

“Sabrina, I dare you to repeat what you said! Are you challenging me to punish you now?”

A terrifying voice of an old man could be heard, clearly infuriated. Despite the distance, one could still feel the anger emanate through every single one of his words.

Frederick had slapped Sabrina.

The sweat in Sasha’s hands intensified when she heard the commotion.

Hurrying up, she finally arrived in the hall full of tension and saw Sabrina reeling on the floor after being slapped.

Meanwhile, Frederick was holding his walking stick, standing beside her with bloodshot eyes.

Is she out of her mind?

Why does she insist on infuriating him when she knows the old man has high blood pressure? What if something undesirable happens?

Sasha staggered into the hall. “Frederick, calm… calm down. It’s not as serious as you think. As you can see, I’m fine.”

She quickly grabbed his hand, worried that his temper would flare again.

Not expecting her to appear all of a sudden, Sebastian shot Luke a fearsome glare, who averted his gaze out of guilt.

“Alright, Frederick, calm down. Let me help you to your seat.”

Sasha ignored Sebastian on purpose, who was glaring at her from the upper right-hand corner of the hall. Lowering her gaze, she helped Frederick settle down in front of the hall.

After a few minutes of rest and a cup of hot tea, Frederick finally got a grip on himself.