NovelEnglishOlivia acted as though she couldn't bring herself to push Warren into the fray.
"Forget it, I don't want to drag you into the mess.
That person is ruthless.
If I wasn't lucky, I would've been long dead.
You're a normal person.
I don't want to drag you down." "Olivia, do you think that a normal person would be able to befriend such a man?" Warren figured that he had to show his sincerity if he wished to be with her.
“Varren, what—" “Olivia, I'll tell you who I am one day, but before that, I'll help you catch that person." Her eyelids fluttered profusely.
“You know who wantsdead?" "I don't, but I can look into it.
I have my sources.
Olivia, just givestime.
And you have to promiseto be careful.
If he can protect you, you...
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtshould go to him for safety." "Varren, I don't want you to go.
I don't have many friends to begin with.
I don't want to lose you." Olivia wore a worried face.
“Relax.
I'm the safest person here." He caressed her face.
"Just hold on.
Wait for my good news." He then left in haste, failing to notice the concern on her expression giving way to indifference the moment he left.
Taking out a warm napkin, Olivia slowly wiped the part he touched.
Even after her skin was red from all the wiping, she didn't stop.
Just how disgusting it was to be touched by this kind of person? Olivia simply hoped he wouldn't let her down.
Her fingers rubbed the bracelet as she muttered, "Hold on, Mona.
Soon, I'll send him to hell to atone for his sins." Things were coming to an end.
With Jack and Warren's double investigation, Olivia believed that she'd get to the bottom of it.
No matter how insignificant the clue was, she would follow it until she managed to hunt down the enemy's headquarters.
Instead of hiding, she deliberately gave the gaway to make the enemy impatient.
She wanted to lure them into making the move.
That way, she'd be able to dig up more clues.
The enemy was impatient to have her dead.
As long as she was alive, they wouldn't get a good night's sleep.
The sheer thought of it put Olivia in a good mood as she had her meal.
The night dawned.
She footed the bill, ready to leave.
Then, she unexpectedly bumped into two familiar faces.
Aslap resounded clearly in the air when Gordon slapped Yale.
Gordon lowered his voice.
"How is it that a bad omen like you exists in the family?" Based on the only encounter she had with him, she knew him as a gentle and collected man.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYet, he was showing his fangs right now, with his hands grabbing Yale by the collar.
"Have you fucking lost your mind? You spent so much effort trying to be one of the Heaths.
None of us knew that Molly—that brat—was Ms.
Heath! "Why are you cutting ties with us right now? This is the chance to climb the ladder.
Do you think Mason will trust you?" Yale had his back facing Olivia, so she couldn't see his expression.
She could only hear his gruff voice.
"Mr.
Kingston, it seems like you don't get it yet.
I'm doing this not to butter up the Heaths.
My wish has never changed since the beginning.
"My wish is to have Molly.
Back then, you used her to threaten me.
That's why I sacrificed for you guys for so many years.
I think I've done my duty enough as your son." Another slap landed on his other cheek.
"If it weren't for us, you and your mother would've starved to death on the streets! You think you could've cthis far without me? I'm telling you for the last time—as long as you take those words back, I'll put the past to an end and you'll still be my good son.
2 “Your grandfather isn't as forgiving as I am."
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