Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 668

For instance, Yancy killed Solomon’s father and fought over Hayes Corporation by using Solomon’s name.

After being rejected by Luke, Solomon left, dejected.

Suddenly, Karl showed up before him and asked, “Mr. Solomon, are you looking for Mr. Hayes? Please come with me.”

Solomon was startled for a while but got into the car with Karl. Soon, they left the city and headed toward a remote rural area.

Two hours later, they arrived at a great expanse of wasteland. As the car entered the land, a barrier appeared out of nowhere.

“Please say the passcode!”

“0113!” Karl responded.

Solomon was struck dumb when a series of numbers in 3D was shown on the barrier. A moment later, an image of a face appeared.

“Scanning completed. Verification done. Please come in,” the system responded in a mechanic female voice.

Bam! Suddenly, the wasteland disappeared and turned into a white entrance that rose slowly.

Solomon couldn’t believe his eyes.

His mind was still blank when they entered the base.

What is it? Is it some modern technology?

What exactly is Sebastian up to in this piece of wasteland?

Solomon had no idea where he was and why he was brought here.

“Mr. Hayes, we’ve brought him here.”

When Karl brought Solomon to the center of the base, Sebastian had woken up and was writing something at the table.

However, Sebastian had to stop after writing for a while due to his injury. Covering his wound with his hands, he sweated profusely.

That was the sight that greeted Solomon as soon as he walked into the base.

“What happened to you? What’s wrong?” Solomon had never seen Sebastian look so disheveled and pale, as though he would collapse anytime.

After all, Sebastian always looked a lot more imposing than Solomon whenever they encountered each other.

So, what happened to him?

Is he going to die?

Solomon’s eyes suddenly glinted at the thought.

“Rest assured that I’m not going to die yet,” Sebastian scoffed as if he could read Solomon’s mind, and Solomon’s expression turned grim immediately.