Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“What should we do then? If he catches wind of this, we're dead.”

“Why are you getting all jittery? Have we done anything wrong? We just added a few detailed transactions to each

category, so the company's spending looked more comprehensive. What is there to worry about?”

The shareholder was stunned at Winston's swift change as he didn't expect Winston to switch his narrative so

quickly.

Is that all? But, the amount lining our pockets all these years...

“Calm down. Let's not lose our heads when nothing has even happened yet. Even if worse comes to worst, we still

have James holding the fort,” Winston assured.

James was Peter's son.

In recent years, Peter had been slowly retiring from his post due to his increasing age and had transferred the

position to his son.

The shareholder was relieved at Winston's assurance.

“You're right. What you said made sense, Winston. Then, what about the case that the operational department

passed to Ian? Yvonne sent me a message yesterday, saying that even though the brat might seem young, but he's

smart. He saw right through our plans.”

The shareholder's tone began to drip with frustration as he recalled Ian's attitude.

Ian's interference had cost them twenty million in losses.

Winston replied, “That's enough. Let's not mull over this matter any longer at such a crucial period. That's just a

minuscule amount. Just think of how much we would earn after he leaves?”

“You mean they'll invest more?”

The shareholder was ecstatic at the news.

Shareholders like him had always accumulated their wealth with underhanded means over the years.

However, Solomon was smart. He would assign someone he trusted to observe the entire project, from purchasing

to development. The only way they could make some profit was to target the purchasing process before it was

successful.

An example would be the building that Yvonne proposed to Ian.

Before the acquisition process was completed, there was no way Hayes Corporation could find out about any

manipulation of the property price. Once they succeeded in jacking up the price, profit would come in bountifully.

That was the reason they created so many accounts.

They would never reveal their relationship with the sellers for fear Hayes Corporation would find a trail that led to

them in any investigation.

The shareholder understood what Winston was trying to convey.

After he hung up the call, he left while happily humming a tune.

Meanwhile, Winston set his phone back in its holder and drove out of Hayes Corporation.

It's okay. I'll let our little friend play for a little longer. After he experiences the cruelty of the working society, he will

retreat. Didn't he say the reason for him to work in the office was to fix the flaws in his character? The apple really

does not fall far from the tree!

A triumphant smile played on Winston's lips.

Meanwhile, Ian had a smooth day at the university.

His life had been peaceful that day. It could be the bandage on his leg or his excellent performance in the previous

lecture that had stunned those people.

Either way, there wasn't anyone looking for trouble with him recently.

“Ian, did you hurt your leg? Do you need help to get to the cafeteria?”

Zaylynn was friendly as usual. Seeing that Ian had hurt his leg and was having trouble walking about, she

immediately came over to him after class to offer him help to the cafeteria for lunch.

However, Ian would never take up her offer.

He packed his backpack and walked away from his seat, ignoring her.

“Ian?”

“Ian, are you going to the cafeteria? Come on, let's go together.”

At that same time, Jacques specifically came over to find Ian. Once he saw Ian was leaving, he instantly rushed to

Ian's side with a girl trailing after him.

The girl was none other than Yasmin.

In the end, Ian agreed to join Jacques for lunch. He sat on the back seat of his bicycle as they rode to the cafeteria,

with Yasmin and Zaylynn riding their bicycles behind them.

“Yasmin, do you and Jacques have something on? Does our faculty have some activities planned?”

“No.”

Yasmin's cold attitude was a slap to Zaylynn's face.

Zaylynn felt humiliated by the sharp reply.

If there's no activity, then why is she here? She should go on with her daily routine and let me handle everything

here.

Zaylynn disliked Yasmin. She could've been the prettiest in the Faculty of Finance with her good looks and excellent

results, but she lost everything to Yasmin ever since the latter made her appearance.

Zaylynn was staring at her. When she saw that they were almost reaching the cafeteria, she instantly stopped

Yasmin. She had prepared some delicious food for Ian and didn't want Yasmin to spoil it for her.

“If you have nothing going on, then you should eat elsewhere.”

“What did you say?”

“Yasmin, we'll assume you're infatuated with Jacques if you keep following him everywhere. To be frank, I've

arranged a meal for Ian in the cafeteria, and I hope no one will bother us.”

Zaylynn was, after all, an heiress from a prominent family. She began to chase Yasmin away bluntly when Yasmin

didn't get her earlier cues.

Yasmin was speechless.

Ian?

She turned to look at the boy walking into the cafeteria with Jacques' help. Finally, her bicycle screeched to a stop.