Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 688

When Jonathan returned to Heron Hill, Sebastian had already vanished. Tony was panicking and pacing around the living room.

“How did he go missing? Wasn’t he still unconscious?”

Tony hurriedly explained, “Yes, that’s what I thought as well. But when I came by to check on him again, there was nobody on the bed.”

Jonathan was rendered speechless.

Jonathan glared at the empty bed and left the place.

That b*stard!

He was prepared to summon an army of men to search for him in Heron Hill.

Heron Hill was not somewhere where people could come and go as they pleased. The security was tight and sentries were aplenty.

Jonathan thought he would be able to find him in no time.

Alas, he was wrong. Even after an hour, those who reported back said they didn’t even spot Sebastian’s shadow.

“Old Mr. Jadeson, we’ve searched the entire hill multiple times to no avail.”

“There is nothing on our side.”

Their responses were all the same.

Jonathan was enraged even further. “How can it be that none of you has seen him? Could it be that he grew wings and flew? Huh?”

Everyone fell silent.

The horde of men stood there petrified. None of them dared to utter a single word.

In actual fact, they were feeling sullen. They truly hadn’t seen a trace of Sebastian.

They sighed to themselves.

In the end, they were all chased out and Jonathan himself took on the task of searching.

Just as they all vacated the courtyard, a slender figure emerged from Jonathan’s study.

His expression was calm while his eyes were devoid of emotion. He didn’t even bother to look at the courtyard before he proceeded to leave with a black suit in hand.

The suit was identical to the ones worn by the mob of security.

None of them thought to look in the study, for it was Jonathan’s private space and was strictly off-limits to anyone else.

Soon after, Sebastian left Heron Hill.

However, instead of going to the aid of Sabrina, he flagged a cab at the foot of the hill and demanded the driver to head to Jade Court.

“Yes, sir,” the driver replied and sped off.

An uncontrollable shiver ran down the driver’s spine on hearing Sebastian’s glacial tone.

He didn’t even dare to make small talk throughout the ride and merely focused on sending his passenger to the Jadesons’ Residence at lightning speed.

“Sir, we’ve arrived.”

To his confusion, there was no response.

All of a sudden, a watch was thrust into his hand. The passenger then unlocked the door and stepped out.

“Sir, I-”