The Wrong Woman

Chapter 327

Oliver entered the study, locked the door, and cautiously looked around before walking to the bookshelf.

He pushed aside the books, and a button was revealed within the cabinet.

The moment he pressed the button, the bookshelf slid to the sides and a hidden room was

revealed.

The bookshelf slowly slid back into place soon after he walked inside.

Bright lights illuminated the spacious room.

Mila felt weak all over. She sank into a dazed and fuzzy stupor. She struggled to keep her eyes open, but they slowly closed beyond her control.

She tried to stay alert, but the drugs in her body kept her in a hazy, semi–conscious state.

Oliver approached the edge of the bed. He slowly and deliberately untied the ropes binding her wrists. “Did you hear everything?” he asked.

Mila didn’t even have the strength to speak. She couldn’t move a single muscle, lying there like a puddle of water.

“He came looking for you. But with his intelligence, he’ll never find you even if he spends. his whole life searching for you,” Oliver said as he smirked.

“I never imagined that Nathan, who is usually so wise and composed, would act so irrationally because of you.

a lawsuit against him. I’ll definitely

untie the ropes on Mila’s limbs. He calmly removed her clothing.

have the strength to speak, let alone struggle or resist. Despite being mentally alert, she couldn’t muster an ounce of energy.

eyes. She looked at Oliver nervously and

she managed to utter two feeble

and vulnerable appearance tugged at Oliver’s

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bad, so he gently wiped away her tears. He reassured her, “Don’t be afraid. You’ll slowly fall in love with me, and even enjoy our sweet time together.”

being poured on her skin. She felt her

glistening eyes were filled with tears. Her tears silently streamed out from

of her eyes.

scar on Mila’s fair and delicate arm. He paused as

the scar gently. He asked, “Do you really

he asked, “Do you

tears welled in her eyes. She denied

chip implanted in her arm.

was specially implanted to protect her, given her knowledge of Sunterland’s confidential technologies and 15 years of contract with them.

really have no idea?” Oliver asked again.

her head. She closed her eyes and didn’t

the scar on her arm. A smug

unique high–tech chip using magnetic resonance imaging before performing brain surgery on