Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Yasmin grabbed onto Vivian's wrist firmly. At that moment, she finally found her conscience after evil and darkness

devoured her entire soul.

Puzzlement swamped the latter as she stared intently at Yasmin.

Snap! Right then, the lights in the dressing room suddenly grew dim following that sound.

“Aaaahh!” the girls at the venue shrieked in horror.

Similarly, Vivian looked up above her head in shock. Within a second, just as she felt someone grab her wrist and

pull her out, she also felt a pair of hands pushing her from the back.

Following that, a clattering noise resonated through the air. Outside Vivian's line of vision, a massive black hole

appeared. This time, the young lady standing behind her fell straight into it.

Nobody liked darkness, to be honest.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

When the lights lit up again, Vivian saw Kurt right before her. The youth had made his appearance again, and this

round, hugging her in his arms. Turning around, she instantly fell into a daze when she saw that there was not a

single soul in the dressing room.

“Where is she?”

“Someone took her to get her makeup and hair done. Don't worry,” Kurt gently comforted her while hugging her.

With that, Vivian felt at ease. In the blink of an eye, she pulled herself together and devoted her attention to the

fashion show that had yet to conclude.

Little did she know that in the building where the fashion show was taking place, an opening ceremony was

happening concurrently and was under the attention of various media outlets and many audiences. And not too far

away, there was an abandoned, old house. Inside, Kurt sat on a stone bench expressionlessly as someone was

being thrown in.

“It's him?”

“Yes!” Standing by the side, the SteelFort member bobbed his head after bringing in the last person.

Only then did Kurt raise his glance to look and walk over to that person slowly.

Throughout it all, that person merely stared ahead numbly.

Even though he did not recognize Kurt, he felt an inexplicable fear surge inside him as the youth walked up to him.

It was almost as if Kurt had the presence of Lucifer and was about to send him to meet his doom.

“W-What do you want from me?”

“What do you think?” Murderous intent filled Kurt's eyes as he placidly threw a question back.

Suddenly, he reached his arm out as fast as lightning, grabbed onto that person's chest, and forcefully smashed

him toward the ground. Loud crunching sounds, similar to the ones heard in the dressing room earlier, resounded

in the air.

That person's ribs were crushed!

“Pfft!”

It was simply too horrifying.

Blood spewed out from that person's mouth. Standing by the side, the two SteelFort members felt their scalp

prickle and could barely breathe as they watched the scene.

Indeed. This rascal has got even more merciless.

The most frightening fact was that Kurt had no intentions of ending that person's life. He wanted the latter to suffer

in immense pain.

“I've underestimated you. I thought you only wanted Susan and her brother's life. But it seems like you're eyeing

Vivian's too. Do you know what my bottom line is?”

Kurt stood up and pulled out a silk handkerchief to wipe the blood stains off his fingers. Then, he walked back and

sat down again.

That person could not muster the strength to speak. Tremendous fear was over pouring from him.

Of course, there was no need for him to respond. The answer was clear—it was the naive little girl, Vivian.

That person shut his eyes in agony.

“What's his name?” Kurt gulped down a mouthful of water and finally popped that question.

“Maurice, a student of the University of Pollerton and the student council secretary. We've run a check, and he

doesn't seem to have any connections to those people on the name list.”

The SteelFort member brought over a document, which seemed like they had secured while capturing that person

on the ground.

Kurt grabbed it and carefully looked through it.

It was the same name list. Oddly enough, several names on the list had been strung together and used to form a

string of numbers. On one look, it made no sense at all.

Kurt had no reaction whatsoever.

“Hahaha! There's no need to look so thoroughly. There's no way you guys can figure out even if you guys are smart

enough.”

That person had finally managed to catch his breath and spoke rather brazenly, perhaps because he figured he was

doomed.

Yet, things did not turn out that way. He was left disappointed as it only took Kurt one glance before he grabbed a

pen and drew on it.

“Go look up for this latitude and longitude; find out what place this is.”

“Got it.” The members went to investigate without delay.

Several minutes later, they achieved findings.

“We found it. It's also in Xenhall. But it's on a mountain called Minnewell Hill.”

“Minnewell Hill?” Confusion flashed across Kurt's eyes.

The blood-stained face of that person lying on the ground turned grim upon hearing the SteelFort member's report.

“So, Xenhall used to be Eddie's nest. If that's so, there must be some secret hidden in it. Send this information to

Mr. Hayes and get him to check what on earth is it about.” Kurt made a decision.

Beads of cold sweat began forming on the foreheads of the SteelFort members.

Isn't that rascal a little too outrageous? It's a task handed to him, yet now he's instructing Mr. Hayes to investigate

something? Does he have an idea who's the boss here? And who's the subordinate?

The two members were, undoubtedly, rendered speechless by Kurt!