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Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 231

“I know it now.”

In a few short minutes, Sebastian’s composed himself back to his old, cold and calculating self. He stood up and left with purposeful strides.

Frederick watched him, fingers clenched tightly around his cane.

Soon after, Tim Holt, Frederick’s butler, entered. Upon observing the strange look on his master’s face, he inquired with concern. “Is everything all right? How is Mr. Sebastian? How did the girl know what was going on? Even we didn’t.” He fired off one question after another.

The most pertinent question, however, he saved for last.

Frederick’s expression turned icy. “I do not know. Perhaps, Sebastian’s killing of the dog was not the first murder she had witnessed.”

“What do you mean by that?” Tim pressed, intrigued.

“When Rufus Wand brought his wife over, Sebastian was just ten years old. It was at that age when he killed that dog. After that, Rufus seldom let his daughter visit us.”

“So, when Mr. Sebastian accidentally murdered at age eleven, the girl shouldn’t have seen it. How could this be?” the butler reasoned, intent on solving this mystery.

Rufus Wand was Sasha’s father. During that unfortunate incident when Sasha caught a glimpse of Sebastian’s illness taking over, it had scarred her, which was why they do not visit as they used to. Rufus did not explicitly state his reasons for the reduced frequency of visits, but it was not subtle to the average observer.

Sebastian was eleven when he started his treatments.

But how on earth did the girl know about what happened there? The timeline doesn’t add up.

The only people who knew about this were Tim, Mr. Hayes Sr., and the doctor. To tie up loose ends, Frederick had the doctor taken care of.

So how did she know?

How was it possible that the sweet, obedient boy turned into one with deceit and rebellion in his heart? Had he neglected his son?

Frederick cast an eye towards the door through which Sebastian had departed with uncharacteristic ferocity.

In a ward at the People’s Hospital in town, the three children stood staring at their mother with a heavily bandaged head. Tears ran freely down their cheeks.

“This is all Daddy’s fault. Why couldn’t he rescue Mommy earlier? I told him she was in danger,” Matteo cried.

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