Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Chapter 1231

That was precisely why S-rank female assassins were so coveted. A man’s neck would already be snapped in situations like this. A woman would at least be given a chance to talk her way out of it.

Olivia took a deep breath. Tears welled up in her eyes as she started to put up a performance.

“I saw you passed out at the side of the river and was about to perform CPR…”

“Is that why you took off my shirt?” Wayne’s chest was still bare.

Olivia sniffed. “Why else? Do you think I wanted to do it with you? You were unconscious. What could I possibly do?”

Wayne observed her facial expression like he was trying to see if she was telling the truth.

“Who are you? Why are you in a place like this?”

he talked, the blood from the injury on his arm stained his shirt. It dripped

for a herb that blooms at night. I didn’t

you think I’d believe that? No matter who you are,

brain went into overdrive as she

if she succeeded or not. He

a doctor. If you don’t believe me,

to die even if you

was more violent than the data implied.

prepared to fight to the death since she

suddenly clutched his head

like a maniac. His shirt was opened, revealing

time to focus on that. Olivia could

head with one hand and reached

draw her gun and shoot him. But that would mean she

to take

stepped back and said gently, “Does your head hurt a lot? Lay down and