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.

night, a lifeless Krystal sat by her bed, looking

murdered Lisa, Krystal was confined in her room, and

cast to oblivion, no one cared about her

Although the ingredients for her meals were fresh, they were

but it couldn't be

Dinner was served.

food had

reflected in the

been worried about

girls dying early due to

and on, advising her not to burn the midnight oil, as well as

was no longer family to them; they perceived

she wasn't pregnant, the Heaths might've

for her happiness but became the

draw other's attention to help

and dug

only then would her sentence

than go to

her meal, her tears trickled down her cheeks

who once lived lavishly, Krystal had never

Krystal threw the plate onto the