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.

lifeless Krystal sat by her bed, looking as haggard as

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

though cast to oblivion, no one

Although the ingredients for her meals were fresh, they were simple,

was bearable, but it couldn't be compared to her previous lavish

Dinner was served.

had gone

the soup, and the night

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

share her articles about young girls dying

not to burn the midnight oil, as well as checking if something was

was no longer family to them; they perceived her as

might've started their vengeful act

happiness

throwing a tantrum wouldn't draw other's attention

crouched and dug in

only then would

rather die than

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

lavishly, Krystal had never suffered this much,

Krystal threw the plate