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.

as he was eager for Olivia to

She said extremely calmly, “Am I the most

He nodded firmly.

who was lying on the ground, heard this, she subconsciously clenched her fists, and the

pity.” Olivia’s tone changed, adding, “You’re 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

whose face displayed an extreme sense of

was just a speck of dust in Olivia’s

Bettany’s heart ached terribly. She tried her best to turn around, crawling in his direction. “Alexander, Alexander, don’t be sad. You still have me. You still have me, eh? You’re the most precious

sharp, and he felt as if there was

moment, he wished he could

all her

to mistake her for someone

she was soaking in an ice bath, which sent chills throughout her entire being.

her gaze and fixed a hateful stare upon Olivia,

to me?

looking at her calmly, then said, “Yes. I really don’t

now? You’ve already said that you don’t want it, 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

as she spoke. By the

the Grant family, today’s events might not have unfolded.” Bettany now appeared deranged. “Excuses! They

much I have, it’s still mine. It has nothing to do with you.

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

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