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

to comment

Trove is a nightclub? Are you going to

person, and she was already unhappy with Ethan. Seeing his henchman here made her even

going to dance on your grave in

didn’t bother arguing with her and simply said, “Come with

said smugly, “No

their talk, Olivia had

He didn’t have much interest

from valuables from the Middle Ages to the Renaissance Era. Not many knew that Jeff also liked to paint

walked through the baroque–style hallways, she noticed that several of the antiques displayed in the glass cabinets looked

caught her eye. It was the one she’d bitten after her father had pulled her leg, saying that

been six years old at the time, and she’d thought all her teeth would fall out