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

want to ask Mr. Miller for help. Young lady, is this the attitude you should have when you’re asking someone

Ethan as the latter leaned in his seat, looking as lackadaisical

he’d used to be more polite and had more self- restraint. He’d

two buttons were unbuttoned. The dim light emphasized his already prominent facial features, making him appear all the more

she met Ethan’s deep eyes, which seemed to be judging her. She couldn’t care less what he thought of her

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

around him.

lowered his eyes, a hint of a smile hung at the corner of his lips for

that you once said you’d rather jump from the seventh floor of a building than come to me

to get caught up in something like this and hence need Ethan’s help. Still, she wasn’t in the mood

a magnanimous man, Mr. Miller. I’m sure

in Jason’s mind

never let any woman close to him, but this woman seemed to be the only exception. Although she was dressed a little too

of whiskey for Olivia and rapped his fingers on

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