NovelEnglishShe was looking for a pen and paper.
It didn't matter if they spoke different languages, they could still communicate through gestures and drawing pictures.
If she could draw, the Old Nanny should probably understand what she meant.
But there was no paper or pen in the bedroom. Except for sdecorations, furnitures, there was nothing else in the bedroom.
Was she completely isolated from the outside world? But if she was, why could she still move freely without being watched over? The Old Nanny cquickly, put the breakfast on the bedside table, and pulled her to eat breakfast.
Olivia looked at the Old Nanny's kind face and her heart moved slightly. Her fingers were writing and drawing in her palm. As she wrote, she said, "Do you have any paper and pen?" The Old Nanny saw that Olivia was talking while gesticulating. But she was completely confused, not undersstanding what Olivia was saying or doing.
Olivia was discouraged.
Olivia was in a completely strange place, surrounded by people who didn't speak the slanguage, as if she went to Mars, only herself an alien.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThis feeling was awful.
The Old Nanny saw that Olivia quited down, so she left without saying anything.
Olivia looked at the breakfast on the bedside table and then at the figure leaving, frowning.
Now that she was missing, Grace must be worried.
And the first person Grace thought of would be Brayden. She would definitely call Brayden.
Then, Brayden would look for her.
It was already the second day, and Brayden must have been worried sick.
No.
She couldn't just sit back and wait.
Olivia immediately went downstairs and tried to run out.
Since no one was watching her, she decided to run out to take a look. She didn't believe that no one outside could speak English.
But as soon as Olivia ran downstairs, she was stopped by the bodyguards outside the door.
Seeing this, Olivia smiled bitterly. She was naive enough to think that no one was watching her.
The Smil Hotel in Sicily.
Brayden was standing at the entrance of the hotel, looking at Melody. "Where's Olivia?" He didn't carry his suitcase and was wearing last night's costume, and he cdirectly to the address Melody gave him.
But by the the got here, he didn't see Olivia, but Melody instead.
Brayden's face turned cold.
Melody curved her lips. "She's in a very safe place." As if she could not see the anger in Brayden's eyes, Melody turned around and went in to make a cup of coffee for Brayden.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBrayden was standing at the door but did not move. He only looked at her with a pair of eyes that were ice-cold.
"I didn't think so. I want to see her." Melody cover with the coffee and handed it to Brayden.
Brayden didn't take it, but Melody wasn't angry and smiled gracefully. "Brayden, you should believe me." "There is no trust in anyone who has ever hurt my wife." "Heh." Melody laughed, took a sip of her coffee and looked at him. "If you don't believe me, then why are you here?" There was a smile on her face, but it was sarcastic.
But soon, her smile turned and her eyes deepened as she looked at him. "Brayden, all | want is for Everett to cand marry me. | believe you are looking forward to this outcome. | hope you will cooperate at this time." She wanted him to cooperate with her so that she could wait for Everett to marry her.
Then he could be with Olivia in peace.
She and Everett would also be hard to be separated by then.
The anger in Brayden's eyes faded and his eyes beccalm.
The swent for his heart.
"You will do anthing just to get what you want, but that's not me." "The person | love is not to be used, nor to be a part of a scheme." "Sorry." Brayden turned and left.
Melody wouldn't tell him where Olivia was. Fine, he would look for her himself.
He would find her.
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