Chapter 681
Even After Death
Darrell had completely revealed his true colors. He didnât hide his arrogance at all, which was a
far cry from Ethanâs solemn calmness.
He slowly walked up to Olivia, extending a hand toward her. âGlad to be here, Olivia.â
Meeting his malicious gaze, Olivia didnât reach out. Instead, she walked past him and helped
Harold up. âGrandpa, Iâll take you back to your room.â
Harold nodded as he slowly got up to leave. Edmund felt helpless as he looked at Haroldâs wizened
figure.
âGrandpa, are you seriously going to accept his conditions?â
âWe donât have any news of Ethan for now. If Darrell is telling the truth, then thatâs the only thing I
can do. But donât worry.
âIâve already given Ethan many of the important properties and shares many years ago. Even if I
acknowledge Darrellâs identity, the properties are all under Ethanâs name.
âDarrell wonât be able to get them.â
Haroldâs eyes were gleaming cunningly as well. âHis only betting chip is Ethan. He wants Ethan to
stay alive more than us so that he can use Ethan for negotiations.
âOf course, thereâs also the possibility that the video he showed us was faked. I agreed to him only
as a makeshift plan. If Ethan isnât in his hands, then we have to locate Ethan as soon as possible.â
But Harold knew that it was a very slim possibility. If Darrell wasnât confident enough, he
wouldnât have made that move.
âDonât give up, Olivia. We have to believe in Ethan.â
âYeah.â
Olivia helped Harold back into his room. After lying down on a reclining chair, Harold finally felt a
little better.
âOlivia, light a calming candle for me. My head hurts too much.â
âAlright, Grandpa.â
Olivia went to the rack. Other than containers of tea, it also housed some handmade candles.
She wasnât quite familiar with candles, so she searched the rack.
Her elbow accidentally knocked over a box.
Some fragrant spices spilled from the box, along with a photo that was placed in the box.
Olivia picked it up. Before she could see it properly, Harold shot up and snatched the photo from
her hand.
The photo was yellowed, so it must have been around for some time. Olivia caught sight of a
young woman in a cocktail dress, and the womanâs face seemed to be quite pretty.
But before Olivia could look at it in detail, Harold snatched the photo away. Seeing Haroldâs stern
expression, Olivia couldnât help but ask, âGrandpa, is it a photo of Grandma when she was young?â
Harold mumbled in response, âJust go out for now. Edmund will come over later to handle these
things.â
Olivia felt that Haroldâs reaction was a little weird. He seemed to be very concerned about the
photo, and when she asked if it was Eugenia, he couldnât give a clear answer.
Sadly, the photo was too old, so it wasnât clear enough. Olivia couldnât see the woman in the photo
well.
Then, she thought about it. Not everyone would stay with their first love forever. The woman
might be an unreachable presence for Harold.
Olivia couldnât be bothered about those trivial things, though. The most important thing right now was to
figure out Ethanâs whereabouts. She had to know if he truly was in Darrellâs hands.
After Olivia left, Harold carefully placed the spices back into the box. As he touched the photo
with his fingers, a gentle expression flashed across his face.
âMs. Nat, I donât even know if youâre still alive. Itâs been so many yearsâ¦â
After looking at the photo for a while, he put it back with the spices. This time, he took the box and
placed it in the safe, sealing it off forever.
The box was like that period in his past, completely hidden in the dark.