Even After Death by Lilting Champ

Stepping on the gas pedal, Olivia headed out.

Ethan glanced at the license plate number.

Back then, he had given Olivia lots of houses and cars.

But this sports car wasn't under his name.

Olivia rarely drove in the past.

Even if she did drive, she only preferred low-profile cars.

She had changed a lot in the past few years.

Ethan wondered who she was going to meet today.

He sighed.

If he knew this was going to happen, he wouldn't have agreed to it so easily.

"Mr. Miller, everyone is waiting for you.

You should set out now." Brent's voice rang out behind him.

Ethan almost forgot that he had a bunch of problems to solve.

He wiped the lipstick smear away from his lips.

When he turned around, he had returned to normal.

"Let's go." Olivia parked the car beforehand.

Then, she lowered her sunglasses and took out the face foundation from her bag, fixing her makeup.

reflection

was innocent and captivating

her wrist, Olivia muttered, "I've kept you

café, a beautiful piano piece was floating

weren't many people

refined

panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, which were

here to take pictures, and it was a popular pick for

café and

the window, a man

would lift his hand

His phone vibrated.

the

in a

fingers, "It's okay, I'll wait for you." Sometime later, when the person said that they would be arriving in three minutes, the

a little nervous in his

and he considered the

the person was, nor did the other person know

traveling around the world and that they only returned to

pick them up at the

to meet

by the things they posted, the other person seemed to be a

pictures of the setting sun,

beautiful, but they also exuded a sense of

her age before, but she sounded like a mature woman at

couldn't quite figure her

could finally get to the bottom of

nervous to be meeting his online

he had never encountered someone who got along so