Chapter 431

Alexander’s heart quivered, and his chest rose and fell violently, akin to the sensation of ingesting an exceptionally bitter pill that sent bitterness coursing through his entire being.

His dark eyes were now filled with hopelessness.

He thought to himself, ‘Idiot? Ha! I’m an idiot!‘

For nearly two decades, he had held thoughts of the young girl close to his heart. He had carefully preserved this relationship as his most cherished memory. Nonetheless, he now realized that this significant memory held no importance to Olivia.

At this moment, he felt as if he had become a joke.

His eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Olivia. With a choked voice, he asked word by word, “Is that memory really so unbearable to you? Don’t you reminisce it at all?”

Olivia looked at him quietly, taking in his current expression.

She blinked slowly and asked, “Do all your childhood memories mean anything to you? Do you remember the name of the kindergarten teacher when you were five years old? Do you remember the table from elementary school? Do you remember every playmate in your childhood?”

Alexander was stunned.

He really did not remember.

However, to him, the girl in the gown was different. She was his best memory and the light in his dark life.

expressed his thoughts as he was eager for

him indifferently after listening. She said extremely calmly, “Am I the most cherished memory from your childhood, the one you

He nodded firmly.

the ground, heard this, she subconsciously clenched her fists, and the resentment

not a part of the most cherished memory of my childhood. You’re just a speck of dust in my memory. Therefore, I don’t remember you

whose face displayed an extreme sense

was just a speck of dust in Olivia’s

best to turn around, crawling in his direction. “Alexander, Alexander, don’t be sad. You still have me. You

tone suddenly turned sharp, and he felt as if there was a fire

he wished

was all her

lied to him, causing him to mistake her for

was soaking in an ice bath,

with madness. She averted her gaze and fixed a hateful stare upon Olivia, and she said with great resentment,

to me?

nodded, looking at her calmly, then said, “Yes. I really

so why did you tell him? The whistle is mine. It’s mine! I’ve never seen such a hypocritical person like you. I’ve asked you several times, and you’ve always told me that you don’t want it anymore. Since you don’t

leading it to tremble as she spoke. By the time she uttered the last

hatred for Olivia, resenting her for her hypocrisy and despising her even more for constantly projecting an air of superiority. Olivia’s tone turned cold. “It’s true that I don’t want the whistle, but I didn’t say that I wouldn’t tell others. I gave you a chance, you know. If you had remained obediently within the Grant family, today’s events might not have unfolded.” Bettany now appeared deranged. “Excuses! They are all excuses! You could have remained silent. Why did you have to say it out loud? You have nearly everything, so what harm is in giving one or

grown impatient. “No matter how much I have, it’s still mine. It has nothing to do with you. Bettany, don’t push your luck. I’ve already

deeds you’ve done for me as a threat, but nobody ever pleaded with you to assist me. Who begged you to help me, eh? Whether it was rescuing me by sending me to the Dillon family or arranging for me to

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