Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Krystal started to feel uneasy when she saw that Olivia was so calm. She talked like they knew each other.

She thought long and hard but didn’t know who Olivia could possibly be.

It was impossible. She was definitely bluffing. Krystal swore she wouldn’t fall for it anymore.

Tatiana and Mason looked at each other. Neither of them knew what was going to happen.

Olivia touched the soaked edges of her mask and slowly removed it.

It was because she had been wearing a mask for extended periods of time.

The skin that was revealed was ashen. Olivia’s chin was pointed. She didn’t put anything on her lips, but they were naturally pink.

Her nose was small and refined. It was the type of nose many people would want to get plastic surgery to have.

Her forehead was full and glowing. Her eyes were big and bright.

When Krystal saw Olivia’s face, she was reminded of the first time she saw Olivia three years ago.

She was injured, and her hair was a mess. She stood in the corridor. Her slim frame looked beautiful with a hint of desolation.

Olivia. How could she be so stunning? A simple frown would make people feel bad for

why Ethan was willing to give up anything for her,

That was why

Olivia couldn’t do anything

to show her the difference between their status. That was the only thing she had

She laid eyes on Olivia’s face yet

was like

a height that even Krystal couldn’t reach. She was a respected

back. This

she was in

“How could

the person he was plotting against

fork fell onto his plate as

… You

display such an expression. A feeling of unease flashed in her

“Mason.”

of her grasp and walked straight toward

a moment. His eyes were filled with

excitement, joy, and