Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 97

Gosh! Please tell me this is not happening!

Sasha could hear her heart pounding away as the surroundings suddenly became muted. “Vivi, where’s Matt?”

She had been folding paper planes on the floor for some time and did not even realize that her brother was missing.

Vivian was not a very observant kid. She was still young and unlike her brothers, she was not very sensitive to her surroundings. She put the paper plane down and blinked her eyes at Sasha in oblivion.

Sasha clicked her tongue at her clueless daughter. She knew she had to go look for Matteo on her own. Grabbing an overcoat from the clothes stand, she hurried out of the house without losing another moment.

It was almost seven in the evening and night was falling.

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Over at Royal Court One, the clock struck seven—it was dinner time.

When Sebastian heard Wendy calling from downstairs, he quickly tidied up the stuff in his study and went downstairs after a whole day of tiring work.

“Here you are, Mr. Hayes. I’ve been knocking on Ian’s door a few times, but he refused to come out. What should I do now?” the anxious housemaid asked, clasping her hands before her chest.

“Don’t worry, I’ll go get him,” Sebastian said, turning towards Ian’s room.

He had been working the whole day, and just as he thought he could finally have dinner and relax, Ian was being difficult. A frown spread across his brows on his tired face as he headed towards the nursery.

“Ian, open the door, Daddy’s here. It’s dinner time.”

No one answered.

There was dead silence, as if there was no one inside.

Is he asleep?

The frown on Sebastian’s brows deepened and he turned the door handle.

Behind Sebastian, Wendy poked her head in and looked around. “There’s no one here. Where’s Mr. Ian?” the maid asked nervously.

Her face started turning pale and she gasped in horror.

Even Sebastian was shocked. The frown instantly vanished and his eyes widened in fear as he checked out every corner of the room.

Ian was a bad-tempered child, and he liked locking himself in his own room whenever he was upset—but he would never leave without telling anyone. He was not that ill-behaved.

He knew Sebastian would be furious if he were to do it.

Where on earth is he?