Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 83

Chapter 83

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Ethan’s impression was still the same as the last time, when she’d thrown a pot of porridge at him a few days ago. She’d been furious and crazy, and she’d looked just like an angry cat.

Now, sfie was the exact opposite of that. Standing with her head bowed, she anxiously shifted from one foot to the other.

Olivia tried to overcome the discomfort and awkwardness she felt under his gaze. Softly, she said, “I want to ask you for a

favor.”

A laugh escaped his mouth as he sat with his legs crossed, plucking out a cigarette from a box. She knew he was mocking her. ” What do you want now?” He asked.

Jason Yates, a rich youngster, stood not far away from them. Somehow, he was able to discern the slight difference in the way Ethan treated her

them, he said, “There’s no one in this world who wouldn’t want to ask Mr. Miller for help. Young

the latter leaned in his

tit–for–tat exchanges they’d had in the past two years, he’d used to be more polite and had more self- restraint.

were unbuttoned. The dim light emphasized his already

deep eyes, which seemed to be judging her. She couldn’t care less what he thought of her and proceeded to

to light the cigarette. Since she and Ethan were not of equal standing, she was forced to

around him.

his face. As he lowered his eyes, a hint of a smile hung at the corner of

the seventh floor of

humiliating slap. She hadn’t expected her father to get caught up in something like this and hence need Ethan’s help. Still, she wasn’t

Mr. Miller. I’m sure you wouldn’t be mad

gears in Jason’s mind started

the only exception. Although she was dressed a little too

whiskey for Olivia and rapped

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