Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 771

“So what? You thought that you can put your mission aside when she’s cooking him yam porridge?” A devilish figure emerged from nowhere and sneered.

Blood drained from Kira’s face at the sight of the ferocious smirk on the woman’s face.

The glass lid dropped from her hand and smashed onto the floor.

“A-Aunt Jasmine…” Kira stammered.

“You don’t deserve to call me that! I’m ashamed to have a niece like you!” Jasmine grimaced and snarled at Kira in exasperation, infuriated by her betrayal. The next moment, she dashed toward the basket of dried ingredients and took out the packet of beef slices agitatedly.

“Please don’t do that!” Sensing what Jasmine intended to do, Kira wailed in despair. Even so, she was unable to stop a malicious Jasmine from tossing all the beef slices into Sasha’s pot of yam porridge. Apart from that, she even poured more than half a bottle of red wine into it!

“Mark my words! Don’t ever try to bluff me. If this pot of special porridge is not served to him later, I will send you to serve Hendrick White well in bed tonight!” Jasmine hissed viciously at Kira before she stormed out of the kitchen.

Kira slumped onto the floor in helplessness.

Beef slices stewed in red wine were scrumptious, yet the combination could be a deadly recipe for certain people.

For those who sustained injuries or endured gout, this recipe could be resulting in excessive urine acid precipitating in the soft tissues of their bodies. As a result, the particular person might not be able to walk again.

Since Sebastian was still under the recuperation stage, his condition would surely deteriorate after consuming the dish. That was the hideous ploy on Jasmine’s mind, as she was hoping that he would end up suffering from permanent disability.

Kira’s heart fell as she sank into utter despair.

Meanwhile, Sasha finally spotted Vivian crying her heart out pitifully in a housemaid’s arms outside the residence and darted toward them.

“What happened to you, sweetie? Are you injured?” Sasha asked apprehensively.

“My knee! Mommy, look at my knee! It is bleeding! Ouch! It hurts!” The little girl sobbed sorrowfully.

Sasha looked down at Vivian’s knee hastily.

Her heart wrenched the moment she saw her scraped knee. Blood was still oozing out from the wound.

“It’s all right. Don’t cry. I will attend to your wound now.” Sasha coaxed Vivian gently as she carried her into the residence.