Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Engrossed in reading the contents of the document, Olivia was startled by Ethan’s sudden appearance. She dropped the files, which scattered all over the floor.

Why had he come back so early? Ethan usually only returned home late at night. Although they were married, she was a little asharned, especially since she knew that Ethan hated it when people schemed behind his back.

Olivia swallowed nervously. Her expression was stiff as she said, “Y–You’re back.”

Ethan was clad in a suit and tie, which outlined his tall and slender figure. When his icy gaze fell upon her, Olivia felt like she was trapped in a frozen cellar.

He stalked toward her, taking wide strides with his long legs as he leisurely took off his blazer. Having been born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he carried himself with an air of nobility.

was so frightened that she nearly lost her composure. She wanted to escape, but her legs seemed to

being a ruthless, merciless devil. Finally, she understood why everyone was afraid of him.

took toward her, she took a step back. Soon, her back was flat against the safe, she had

“Did you see it?”

could read no emotions from his eyes. However, Olivia knew that he was calmer when he was especially angry. His eyes were dark as ink, hiding

warily before quickly shaking her head. While she had scanned it, she hadn’t finished reading it

forcing her to meet his gaze. “Do you

on her lip, Olivia

Jodie’s true cause of death was not drowning. She had

the water.