Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 238

As for their relationship, Ethan didn’t care. He allowed the others to fill in the spaces.

This was the backing force he spoke of.

Olivia smiled bitterly. If she couldn’t remember what he had done to her in the past, she might have been a little touched. But those harmful acts were like continuous slashes on her body. Even now, her injuries hadn’t healed.

She had already committed the hurt to memory. She wouldn’t make the same mistake again.

Olivia continued working. She had learned artistic skills when she was young, and Jeff had also hired a finance instructor to teach her the relevant knowledge.

After spending so much time with Ethan, she had picked up some things as well. A project worth tens of millions of dollars was just right for her to practice with.

In the CEO’s office, Ethan rolled up the end of his tie. Once again, he thought about Olivia asking for a kiss as she clung to him.

He swallowed without realizing it. He hadn’t touched her in two years, but that brief interaction managed to get his desires burning again.

“Have you still not found out the reason she joined Miller Group?”

Brent was standing at the side respectfully. “Mrs. Miller hasn’t done anything out of the ordinary in her department. She did give some presents to some secretaries, though.”

“Presents?”

Brent showed Ethan a tie clip. “This is William’s.”

the logo. It was a well-known

“She’s quite generous.”

she’d be working as a secretary

gaze fell upon the decoration on the

questions and promptly

tiny cover, a micro

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at the micro tracker on the desk, his face turned

this be? What is Mrs. Miller trying

stuffed it back into the clip. “Give it back to

“Understood, Mr. Miller.”

Ever since Olivia requested to be his assistant, he

to get as far away from him as possible. It didn’t make sense

to get

Was it money?

dollars without batting an eye. She obviously

reason would

the other day. “Did she figure something out?” he

that Ethan had stayed silent, Brent couldn’t see through Ethan’s thoughts either. He asked carefully, “So,

Miller…”

alerted. Let’s

his fingers on the desk, thinking about

later. If she can plant trackers on