Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Marina's body was working fine bar one—she couldn't control her legs.

"What did you do to me?" "Try walking backward." They could move when she was retreating, but they stopped whenever she was heading for the gates.

"I've set your mobility strictly within the Carlton residence.

Ms. Fordham is a genius indeed.

She resolved a big problem of mine." Although Marina had known that Olivia would never let her go that easily, she hadn't expected Olivia to take it this far.

Olivia gave Marina freedom yet caged her in the house at the same time.

It was late at night by the time Olivia arrived at the Heath residence.

She was tired from performing such a surgery—which needed a few hands—all alone.

Not only did it take a toll on her body, but also on her mentality.

In fact, attaching a prosthetic leg wasn't her forte, so it was more tiring than usual surgeries.

She fell into a deep sleep as soon as she flopped in bed.

Since there were people taking care of Molly, there shouldn't be any issue.

lifeless Krystal sat by her bed,

Krystal was confined in her room, and the Heaths never

cast to oblivion, no one cared about

Although the ingredients for her meals were fresh, they were simple, like

it couldn't be compared to her previous

Dinner was served.

had

dim light reflected in the soup, and the night

family would've been worried about her for staying up at this

girls dying early due to

the midnight oil, as well as checking if something was troubling

family to them;

pregnant, the Heaths might've started

for her happiness

tantrum wouldn't draw other's attention

dug

baby had to live; only then would

die than go

her meal, her tears trickled down her cheeks before seeping into her

lavishly, Krystal had never suffered this much,

the