Even After Death by Lilting Champ

Marina's body was working fine bar one—she couldn't control her legs.

"What did you do to me?" "Try walking backward." They could move when she was retreating, but they stopped whenever she was heading for the gates.

"I've set your mobility strictly within the Carlton residence.

Ms. Fordham is a genius indeed.

She resolved a big problem of mine." Although Marina had known that Olivia would never let her go that easily, she hadn't expected Olivia to take it this far.

Olivia gave Marina freedom yet caged her in the house at the same time.

It was late at night by the time Olivia arrived at the Heath residence.

She was tired from performing such a surgery—which needed a few hands—all alone.

Not only did it take a toll on her body, but also on her mentality.

In fact, attaching a prosthetic leg wasn't her forte, so it was more tiring than usual surgeries.

She fell into a deep sleep as soon as she flopped in bed.

Since there were people taking care of Molly, there shouldn't be any issue.

Krystal sat by her bed, looking as

Lisa, Krystal was confined in

to oblivion, no one cared about

meals were fresh, they were simple, like noodles and

it couldn't be compared to her previous lavish

Dinner was served.

had gone

in the

family would've been worried about her for

about young girls dying early due to

would blabber on and on, advising her not to burn the midnight oil,

no longer family to them;

she wasn't pregnant, the Heaths might've

reason for her happiness but became the

wouldn't draw other's

dug in

live; only then

than go to

through her meal, her tears trickled down

lavishly, Krystal had never suffered this much,

threw the