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.

a lifeless Krystal sat by her bed, looking as haggard

she murdered Lisa, Krystal was confined in her room, and the

though cast to oblivion, no

her meals were

was bearable, but it couldn't be

Dinner was served.

had

dim light reflected in the soup,

family would've been worried about

girls dying early due

burn the midnight oil, as well as checking

them; they perceived

pregnant, the Heaths might've started their vengeful

her happiness

draw other's attention to help

dug in

live; only

than go

through her meal, her tears trickled down her cheeks before seeping into

who once lived lavishly, Krystal had never suffered this much, let alone eating

Krystal threw the plate