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.

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

give up anything for her, even his life. That was

jealous and angry. That was why

then, Olivia couldn’t do anything

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

laid eyes on

gone. Olivia was like a radiant sun.

She was

took a couple of steps back. This wasn’t the

was in

could it

he was plotting against to be

fork fell onto his plate as he stared

… You

seen Mason display such an expression.

“Mason.”

he broke free of her grasp and walked straight

a moment. His eyes

excitement,