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.

perfect reflection in the mirror,

innocent

muttered, "I've kept

down soon." In the café, a beautiful piano piece was floating

people around at

refined café

windows, which

to take pictures, and it was a popular pick

a warm café and watch the snowy view of the

a spot near the window, a man was flipping through a Wesnorian

lift his hand to glance at his

His phone vibrated.

from the person he

person said that they were in a traffic jam, so they might be

the person said that they would be arriving in three minutes, the man

little nervous

and he

was, nor did the other

traveling around the world and that they only returned to

the airport, but they declined

also agreed to meet up

the things they posted, the other

post pictures of the setting sun, vast grasslands,

were beautiful, but they also exuded a sense

sounded like a mature woman at times and a

couldn't quite

could finally get to the bottom

be meeting

he had never encountered someone who got along so well with him