Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“What?”

Vivian raised her head abruptly in shock.

Of course, there was also a trace of joy hidden deep in her eyes.

Jason turned his head to the side and explained awkwardly, “I-I mean, I can take you home to stay for one night.

Just say that my father invited you over. This way, your daddy won't suspect anything.”

Vivian was enraptured internally.

She did not care about the reason, for she just wanted him to bring her home.

After school in the evening, Vivian was prepared to go back with Jason.

When Sam saw it, he advised anxiously, “Ms. Vivian, Mr. Frost said that this person's family is very dangerous. It's

risky for you to go to his home impulsively.”

“Sam, I came here to get close to that woman. Now that I finally have the opportunity, I must go. How about this?

Give Mr. Frost a call. He will know what to do.”

With that, she waved her hand and left with Jason.

As a matter of fact, her decision to stay the night at the royal residence that day was the right thing to do. It had

nothing to do with the timing. After all, Daphne carried all the secrets, so she had to go there sooner or later in

order to uncover them.

To her surprise, Jason did not bring her back to the royal residence. Instead, he took her to his own villa.

“Vivian, you will stay here tonight.”

He brought her in and pointed to the villa that seemed desolate.

Vivian was baffled.

Really? This awful place? How am I supposed to get close to that woman like this? Besides, it's not like I really want

to stay at his place!

Although she was seething with rage, there was nothing she could do.

Since she had made up an excuse and was brought there by Jason, she could only stay for the night and then

report her current situation to Sam.

Sam breathed a sigh of relief when he received her text.

He immediately reported to Karl. Naturally, his tone no longer carried a hint of urgency but rather an extra touch of

nonchalance.

Upon receiving his update, Karl did not make any further arrangements, merely instructing Sam to look out for her.

On that night, Jason did not leave and stayed at the villa with Vivian.

After coming out of the bathroom wearing only a bathrobe, Vivian was surprised to see that Jason was still around.

In fact, he was playing video games in the living room downstairs.

She was so shocked that she quickly held her bathrobe and stepped back. “P-Prince Jason, you're still here?”

When the prince heard her voice, he looked up and was greeted by a pair of fair, slender legs upstairs.

Raising his gaze further, he caught sight of her slim waistline. He could not believe that the girl who looked

unattractive in a school uniform could have such an enticing figure when dressed in a thin bathrobe.

The moment his eyes fell upon her cleavage that the thin cloth failed to cover, Jason gulped so loud that he could

hear it himself.

Gulp!

Face flushing with anger and embarrassment, Vivian grabbed her bathrobe tightly and turned around to return to

her room.

However, a person appeared out of nowhere, standing in her way.

“You have a pretty nice body.”

The person was decked out in a long black lace dress with her long hair tied in an updo. After checking Vivian out,

she crinkled her green eyes in a smile.

Daphne!

Terror-stricken, Vivian took a big step back.

“W-Why are you here?”

“What kind of question is that? This is my son's villa. Why can't I be here?” Daphne asked in return.

All of a sudden, she directed her gaze at her son, who was staring back at her in shock downstairs. “Jason, I think

you're right. It might be a good idea to marry Yariel's daughter,” she remarked.

Jason was dumbfounded.

“Mother, w-what are you talking about? Marry who?”

“Her. Remember when you argued with me a few days ago, and I forbid you from associating yourself with this girl?

Didn't you question me why you can't marry the daughter of the Jadesons? Now that I think about it, what you said

actually made sense,” Daphne casually explained to Jason.

Vivian was utterly petrified.

“What are you talking about? How could I possibly marry him?”

“Why not? Haven't you been pestering my son for the past two days? Now that you have my blessing, shouldn't you

be happy?”

Like before, Daphne swept her snake-like gaze across Vivian's body.

Out of nowhere, she tugged off her bathrobe in front of her son.

“Argh!” Vivian shrieked.

“Don't worry, young lady. As long as you become my daughter-in-law, I will not mistreat you. I initially thought you

were together with Kaiden. Now that that's not the case, things are easier now,” Daphne replied, leaning over to

admire Vivian's flawless skin that she forcefully unveiled.

While she was smiling in delight, Vivian was shaking like a leaf.

Grabbing her bathrobe back from Daphne forcefully, Vivian suppressed her fear and regained her composure to

ask, “What are you talking about? Who's Kaiden?”

“It's the young man who came with you that day. Don't you know that he's the sixteenth son of the king of Elysium?

His name is Kaiden, a child who should have been executed long ago!”

What?

Vivian was in disbelief.

Kurt is from Elysium, and he's the son of their king! How did this happen?

Unfortunately, she did not have the time to mull over it because a strong fragrance wafted into her nose, and her

consciousness soon began to slip away.