Chapter 514
Even After Death
Mona had been in high spirits for the past couple of days. She even started using facial masks,
something which she had never done before. It was evident that the upperclassman was very important
to her.
She was looking forward to the meeting more than anything. When the day arrived, her face lit up with
joy, but she was also nervous.
âDoes this dress look ugly on me, Olivia? Heâs returning from abroad. Will he think Iâm too
unfashionable?â
Olivia wanted to give Mona some of her clothes, but they were too expensive. She wanted Mona to
show her most authentic self to her upperclassman since she might want to date him. Olivia figured it
was best not to complicate things with overly expensive clothes.
âOf course, he wonât. If he likes you too, heâll think youâre beautiful even if youâre wearing rags. Donât
worry. Just go see him at the airport, no pressure.â
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Mona looked at Olivia, who sat beside her. Olivia was wearing a simple white dress. Her hair was in a
ponytail, and she wore no jewelry or makeup. But she looked like an elegant swan.
âOkay, Iâll need to learn from your example. Iâll be calm. Itâs just a man.â
Mona muttered to herself, but she suddenly became nervous again. âBut itâs Warren Tovar! The man
Iâve secretly admired for so long. I can still remember the first time we metâ¦â
Mona cupped her cheeks with her hands as she began to fantasize about Warren.
Olivia sighed and said, âYouâre hopeless.â
The whole time they were in the car, Mona talked about how great Warren was and how cool he was.
Olivia felt like she had enough inspiration for an entire campus romance novel.
Mona only stopped talking about Warren after they arrived at the basement parking lot of the Antique
House.
She asked, âAre you sure you donât need me with you?â
âIâm sure. Just have fun on the date with your upperclassman. Seize the chance. You can do it.â
Olivia exited the car, gestured for Mona to try her best, and went on the elevator with her bodyguards.
She stood in a corner of the elevator, and the four bodyguards stood before her. They surrounded her
so tightly that no one could even see her. No one would know who she was.
Oliviaâs seat was in a private room, where no one could see. She only needed to wait for the pendants
to be auctioned.
As soon as she sat down, the leader of the bodyguards, Cyril Pullman, knocked on the door and
entered. He took away the snacks prepared in the room and replaced them with those they brought
from home.
âMrs. Miller, eat these if you want.â
Olivia nodded at him. She had seen Cyril around for half a year. He was like a shadow. He rarely
showed himself, was silent, and paid attention to details.
âThanks.â
âYouâre too kind, Mrs. Miller. Iâll be outside the door. Call me if you need me.â
Cyril was tall and muscular but closed the door lightly on the way out. He didnât make any
unnecessary noises.
Olivia glanced at the people in the hall below with a bored expression while sipping on warm water. It
was very lively today. There were all sorts of people in the building.
Other than antiques, there were also some illegal items up for auction. These items werenât
announced ahead of time, so they attracted a lot of collectors.
Before the auction started, Olivia heard arguments from outside the door.
âMy employer wants this room. Name a price. How much to let us have this room?â
Cyril said in a deep voice, âSorry, we wonât do it.â
âYou wonât? Why am I talking to a lapdog like you? Ask whoever is inside to come out here. Do you
know who my employer is?â
âI said, we wonât do it. It wonât change no matter who your employer is.â
After Cyril said that, the sound of a slap could be heard.
Then, a woman said, âHow about now? Scum! You guys, knock down that door. Donât waste any more
time with these losers.â