Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

After all, they had lived in poverty for generations. No one ever paid attention to them or their stuff.

Yet, the pretty young lady smiled at them. “Well, it all depends on your performance today. Remember, you must

show the world the best of Elysium. That includes your mannerism and action, not just the way you look. Do you

understand?”

Those wise words blew Riley's mind.

The Elysians stared at Vivian in silence for a long time as sparks of desire started burning within their hearts.

The next moment, she collected all their accessories, took everything apart, and created different yet stylish

designs using the pieces.

More than a dozen pairs of trusting eyes watched her without moving an inch.

It was a taboo for outsiders to touch their hair. Yet, they let Vivian change their hairstyles into Faire Coiffure in the

end.

The makeover achieved astounding results.

Where did she learn this? Isn't it a secret technique only Prince Kurt's mother knows?

The Elysians were brought out of the temporary site while they were still puzzled.

Lucy, who had come to Summerbank, heard someone had taken many Elysians away. She immediately rushed to

Old Town with her maids.

“Where are they?” she asked.

“Madam, they were brought away for some performance,” someone on the spot responded.

Performance?

Lucy's expression darkened. “What kind of performance? Elysians are forbidden to have contact with outsiders. It's

the tribe's rule. How dare they go for a performance? Do they want to be thrown into the River of Styx?”

Utterly enraged, she led her men and tried to stop those Elysians.

However, it was already too late.

By the time she arrived at the bridge, she saw a young beauty in Elysium costume leading the others to the show.

“Everyone, don't be afraid. Just follow me. Relax and behave like you usually do at the market.”

A beautiful red embroidered hairband coiled the young girl's long black hair up, revealing the string of glittering

crescent-shaped accessory on her smooth forehead. She looked like an elf who had fallen into the mortal world.

The spectators gasped upon witnessing her beauty.

She is a real beauty!

Everyone locked their eyes upon her, including the journalists.

Lucy's chest heaved up and down as she tried to suppress her rage.

Vivian Wand!

“Thank you for staying. The second half is about to start. Now, let us invite the representatives from the tribe with

unique customs in the region—the Elysians!” The person in charge was overwhelmed with excitement as he

introduced them.

As the majestic and atmospheric music kicked off, a stunning girl carrying a small bamboo basket on her back

appeared on the stage. The others followed, one after another.

They did not try to perform at all.

She walked on the bridge casually with a bright smile on her face. Stepping on the bluestone slab, the teenager

looked at her surroundings as though she had just finished her work at the farm.

Right behind her were a mother and a son.

The young mother's hair was like a dark cloud, tied with a simple hair tie. On her neck was a delicate silver collar

that produced crisp bell sounds.

Ding! Ding!

The child who was in the bamboo basket on her back giggled suddenly.

He was waving his tanned and small, fleshy arms with two tiny but eye-catching bells.

The sight was simply breathtaking.

All the journalists kept taking photos of them.

Some even started a live broadcast, hoping to show the moment to the world.

Compared to the complicated and hasty first half, the appearance of the local tribe at this point was a breath of

fresh air. It brought everyone into a peaceful and poetic atmosphere.

Overwhelmed with excitement, Riley almost burst into tears.

She could not help but capture the moment with her phone camera. Then she sent it to Sabrina, the only member

of the Hayes family she was close to.

Riley texted: Sabrina, look at how outstanding your niece is!

Sabrina was rendered speechless upon seeing that.

In fact, she was looking after her kids at the moment.

The arrogant mother spent her life domineering over everyone, but she never expected she would give birth to two

mini replicas of herself and fall victim at their hands. Jaena, who had turned eight, was a handful little imp.

D*mn it! Jaena must have taken her brother elsewhere. Where did they go?

Sabrina texted: Holy sh*t! What the hell is Vivian doing? Why is she not studying? When did she become a model?

Unable to find her children, her frustration grew after watching the video from Riley who frowned at her reaction.

Riley texted back: It's not like that. Something went wrong on our side. Some foreigners came and they are trying

to oppress our economy. Vivi came up with a solution to save the day. Don't you think she looks fantastic?

Sabrina texted: Hold on a second. Let me find Jaena and beat her first!

After that, Sabrina did not respond to the texts anymore.

Has she really gone to beat her kid? Well, I would be pissed too if I were in her shoes. Kids from other families are

so obedient and adorable that anyone would want to hug and kiss them. Not to mention, some of them even own a

successful career after they grow up. But Sabrina's children are the complete opposite! She receives daily

complaints from their preschool teachers because the little tyrants are constantly bullying their friends or causing

other troubles.

Sabrina could feel her lifespan shortened at least a few decades due to the stress from her children.