Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman's Indifferent Sinner Wife

Chapter 32

Dorothy?

That answer shocked Zac. He had never been interested in John’s women, so he did not know much about Dorothy.

Even though he disliked Dorothy, he never expected her to do something like this.

Dorothy knew Olivia was too weak to walk, yet she told Olivia about her murder plan. She wanted Olivia to feel distressed knowing about it while being unable to stop it from happening. It was indeed a vicious plan.

‘Does John know about this?’ Zac wondered.

However, he knew it was a pointless question. John definitely did not know about it.

“Why does she want to kill your butler?”

Olivia bit her lip, hesitating. She did not dare to tell anyone about her doubts regarding her parents’ death. After all, she had no evidence about it. If Dorothy took advantage of the situation and accused her instead, she would be in trouble and unable to explain herself.

She timidly asked, “Can I refuse to tell you the reason?”

Zac did not question her further and just nodded. “Of course. I’m John’s friend, and I understand if you want to

secret from

Zac, but she feared he might tell John about what she

choice because their relationship was

along the way and reached the peninsula

house was dark, and there were no cards in the villa compound. It

sudden wave of anxiety wash over her. Uneasiness rose in her when Zac pulled the car

her teeth as her body shuddered, unable to bear to think about

had a knee injury and could not walk because she had lost a lot of blood, Zac did what he had done before and

so she did not

you have the

doesn’t need a key. There’s a

recognition door nearly a year ago

unlocked the door with

room was empty. The smell of disinfectant assailed her

lights in the living room on but saw no one around. However, she was an observant woman, SO

only for guests, so someone must have visited

put Olivia down on the sofa and said, “I’ll go upstairs to check things out. Stay here and shout for

anything happens.”

choice because she really could do

by the staircase, rubbed her eyes, and frowned. “Mr. Quinton? Why are you here? Johnny isn’t