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

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

no one cared

meals were fresh, they

be compared to

Dinner was served.

had

reflected in the soup, and

past, her family would've been worried about her for staying up at this

girls dying

her not to burn the midnight oil, as well

them; they perceived

she wasn't pregnant, the Heaths might've started

for her happiness but

before, throwing a tantrum wouldn't draw other's attention to help her

dug

to live; only then would her sentence be

rather die than go to

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

lived lavishly, Krystal had never suffered this much,

threw the