Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 353

“Has Daddy agreed to let Mommy leave?”

“Yeah, I called Granduncle Jackson about that earlier. After that, he went to the hospital to look for Daddy and requested to bring Mommy home.” Matteo’s voice could be heard.

“Do you think Daddy will put Mommy in a tight spot again?” Ian asked with a worried look.

“I don’t think so. This morning, Granduncle Jackson brought Mommy out to meet up with Daddy in a cafe. She was apparently having a good mood when she stepped out of the cafe just now.” Matteo described to Ian what he had seen a while ago when he was trailing behind them.

Right that instant, Roxanne, who was eavesdropping on their conversation, tightened her grip on the food container in her hands.

She’s having a good mood? Sebastian, so this is the way you get the matter resolved, huh? That woman not only slandered me out of the blue but also bashed me up with her friend! Yet, you just easily let her off without taking any actions? A wave of fury started to surge from within Roxanne.

“Ah! Ms. Rocke, you are here! Why are you standing over there? Please come in at once!” Coincidentally, Wendy happened to see her standing outside the villa and doubted why she did not enter. Apart from that, there was a grim look on her face.

Stifling the simmering anger within her, Roxanne asked, “Has Mr. Hayes reached home?”

Wendy shook her head as she replied courteously, “Not yet. Most probably, he won’t be back for dinner tonight. He had just given both Mr. Ian and Mr. Matteo a call a while ago.”

In a split second, Roxanne’s face turned grimmer. He’s not coming back for dinner? Is it something to do with the matter in the office?

Roxanne made up her mind to drop by Sebastian’s office to take a look, as she intended to verify if there was something awry with her hypnosis.

Meanwhile, by the time Sasha reached Blue Enchantress, it was almost eight at night.

It was more like a small-scale nightclub located at the meeting point of Old Town and New Town. In other words, it was not the type of nightclub which would be patronized by those from the prestigious families of the upper-class society.

“Miss, how many of you?” The moment Sasha stepped into the nightclub, she was greeted by a scantily dressed waitress.

Nevertheless, she was apparently being pretentious by asking Sasha in a businesslike tone. Sasha could even sense that the waitress was scanning her from head to toe in bewilderment.

Well, I can’t blame her for staring at me like that. After all, it is really unusual for a woman to come here by all by herself. Without hesitation, Sasha straight to the point by whipping out a blue rose and asked, “Excuse me, do you have this here?”

“Ah! You are Mr. Hayes’s friend! This way please!” Miraculously, there was an unexpected twist in the waitress’ demeanor. The next moment, she sashayed and led Sasha into the nightclub.