Chapter 96

Brent grimaced at Everly’s choice of words.

“By the way, that lackey isn’t as handsome as you. He always has a stern face, like this.” Everly

imitated Brent, who just watched as she dragged herself to the car.

Everly patted the seat beside her and said, “Hey, you’re cute. Why don’t you let me take care of you?”

Brent was about to decline when Everly added, “I’m really good at taking care of things. The last dog I

took care of became so fat and healthy.”

Brent didn’t know how to respond to that.

Olivia hadn’t expected to see Ethan here. Masking her discomfort, she asked calmly, “What about

Everly?”

He put out the cigarette in his hand and answered, “Brent will take her home.”

Olivia wasn’t worried about leaving Everly with Brent. She was more concerned about what would

happen between her and

Ethan.

Tiny snowflakes danced around Ethan, creating a stunning scene. He looked at Olivia and said, “Shall

we talk?”

Olivia didn’t even spare him a glance.

“Mr. Miller, I’ve been good recently. I haven’t had any contact with any man, not even Keith. I’ve deleted

his number as well. If any member of the opposite gender is in my vicinity, I’ll run away.”

“So you deleted my number too?” Ethan asked through gritted teeth.

“Your number is still there, and I can still reach you whenever I want.”

“Olivia.”

“Mr. Miller, you don’t need to come get me. My car is here.” With that, Olivia quickly got into the car.

As she was about to close the door, someone’s hand gripped it, stopping her from closing it. On the

wrist was a watch worth eight million dollars, gleaming brightly under the streetlight.

Ethan stood tall, blocking the light and snow behind him. Within moments, a layer of snow had

accumulated on his shoulders and head. His long arm rested on the edge of the car door, and his

domineering presence filled the space between them.

Fixing his eyes on her, he said, “I said, let’s talk.” His tone was heavy, with no room for negotiation. It

was a sign that danger was just around the corner.

Olivia observed his figure, taking in the regal air he exuded.

He was blocking the light and wind outside, which made the car seem smaller than it already was.

Throughout their marriage, she’d always been in his shadow, vulnerable, and without the right to make

any choices.

She lifted her gaze to meet his calmly. “Do you want it now? Is that it?”

After all, that was the only thing that was going on between them right now.

Her question left Ethan stunned.

Taking advantage of that, Olivia closed the car door and instructed the driver to go. In the distance,

Ethan’s figure faded in the wind and snow, much like her dream when she’d been a student.

Olivia was restless and antsy for the rest of the night, afraid Ethan would retaliate. However, there was

no sign of Ethan for the next few days.

Marina, on the other hand, couldn’t stay idle. Soon, Olivia learned that Marina intended to raze the

Fordham residence and turn it into an animal breeding ground and slaughterhouse.

Furious, Everly cursed Marina out.

“Is she crazy? How shameless can she be? If it wasn’t off–limits for building a crematorium, I bet she

would use the land to pile dead bodies. Now she’s killing cows and pigs there to get under your

skin.”

Olivia’s face fell when she heard about it. Marina sure was ruthless.

The Fordham residence could be used for commercial purposes or as a personal residence.

However, the graves of the Fordham ancestors lay in the backyard, where they had been buried for

over a hundred years. The Fordham family had wanted to relocate, but a fortune teller had advised

them not to as it would bring bad luck.

Olivia didn’t care about what the fortune teller had to say. In fact, she didn’t care that Marina was

making her life difficult either.

However, she couldn’t just watch and do nothing about Marina desecrating her ancestors‘ graves.