Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 90

“Mrs. Mil–Ms. Fordham, shall I escort you inside?” Brent addressed Olivia as respectfully as usual.

“There’s no need. I’m waiting for a friend… She’s here.”

Olivia had just spotted a woman in a flaming red fur coat. She wore nude stockings underneath and high heels, making her

look like an ostrich on fire.

All of a sudden, Olivia didn’t want to admit knowing someone like her. It had never occurred to her that Everly was late because she was changing in the car.

Everly walked over with a pair of exaggerated glasses on her face and an overwhelming scent of perfume surrounding her.

Olivia turned away from the horrendous sight and started to leave. “Nope. I got the wrong person. I’ll head inside now.”

Wait for me!” Everly

Brent, stopped right before him, and removed her shades. “Did you piss Liv off

never one to comment on

nightclub? Are you

and she was already unhappy with

dance on

arguing with her and

her invitation letter and said smugly, “No thanks. I have my

talk, Olivia had already reached the second

He didn’t have much interest in anything, but he liked

a broad collection of antiques at home, ranging from valuables from the Middle Ages to the Renaissance Era. Not many knew

she noticed that several of the antiques displayed in the glass cabinets looked rather

caught her eye. It was the one

the time, and she’d thought all her teeth would fall out after she’d bitten it. Now,