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Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

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Wayne's request was shocking but not unexpected. After all, the assassination was a major issue.

For a person as vengeful as Wayne, it would have been impossible for him to let someone who tried to

kill him go.

But he did exactly that and didn't even get his people to investigate the incident. The only reason for

this irregular reaction had to be because of Olivia's words.

The two of them were basically strangers to each other. Mason couldn't think of any reason why Wayne

would make such a proposal other than the fact that he liked Olivia.

So, when Wayne said what he said, Mason wasn't all that surprised. He replied calmly, "I have a

daughter and a granddaughter. Which one of them do you want to marry?"

Yale was called over here, but he didn't think he would need to do anything. His resignation hadn't

been approved by Mason yet. He didn't care about power as much as before. He was just doing his

job.

Mason's words got him worked up. He knew that there was something Mason hated about Ethan and

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himself.

Ethan hurt Olivia deeply before while he manipulated Krystal for his pursuit of power. Mason hated that

about them.

It would be very hard for both of them to marry the woman they loved. Molly had already been taken

into the Heath family. If Mason wanted to let her marry Wayne, it was definitely possible.

A single sentence caused Ethan and Yale to tense up and glare at Wayne. They would've annihilated

Wayne if looks could kill.

Wayne had always been a shameless person. He didn't care about their piercing stares.

He looked at Olivia and said, "I fell in love with Ms. Heath at first sight. I hope you can grant me her

hand in marriage."

Mason raised an eyebrow and looked at Olivia. "Our family has always advocated for free love. Olivia,

Mr. Maxwell has shown interest in you. Any thoughts?"

Olivia said calmly, "Thanks for the kind words, Mr. Maxwell. I've been through a divorce already.

Currently, I don't have plans to get married again."

"I don't mind that."

Wayne walked toward Olivia anxiously. "I know you were hurt by your previous marriage. I promise I

will never hurt you if you marry me. I'm serious about this."

Ike couldn't bear to see how humble Wayne was acting. A man like him could get any woman he

wanted. Why would he ever fall for a woman who had been divorced and given birth to multiple

children?

Olivia didn't look at Ethan. She gazed at Wayne calmly.

"Promise? How will you make good on that promise? Another man also made a lot of promises to me

in the past. And that ended very badly for me.

"Mr. Maxwell, this is your first marriage. You're like a young man rushing into it impulsively. I used to be

like you, looking forward to marriage. I used to think that marriage was the 'happily ever after' I wanted.

"But it was just the beginning. Marriage was never about sweet promises. It's a messy chore. All the

minor issues in life will pile up and kill all the passion that used to be there.

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"I had just gotten out of such a torturous relationship. Did you think I would do it all over again? I'm

allergic to marriage now."

Olivia didn't care about Ethan's feelings when she said that. She was just bluntly stating her opinion to

these two men.

She had no plans to get married to Wayne or Ethan.

The first time she got married, she was still young. She was completely unprepared to face what was to

come.

She had already learned her lesson. She wasn't about to make the same mistake.

The outcome was completely unexpected. Mason shrugged. "You heard her, Mr. Maxwell. It's not that I

didn't give you the chance. My granddaughter isn't interested, and I can't force her to do it."

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