Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

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Chapter 173

Madam Burgess, who noticed Olivia’s pale face, quickly set her phone aside.

“Madam Burgess, why are you reading that?

“That picture is an eyesore. You should look at heartthrobs in entertainment to make your day.

“I heard that there’s a newly debuted idol group called XO. The way they twist their waists is really hot.”

Olivia, who was in a bad mood, chuckled at that. “You know this kind of stuff?”

Madam Burgess placed her hand on Olivia’s shoulder. “Mrs. Miller, people can never be perfect.

“We learn what’s right or wrong through mistakes. We shouldn’t punish ourselves because of others‘

mistakes.”

Olivia was surprised to learn that Madam Burgess was actually on her side.

Madam Burgess continued, “If Mr. Miller divorced you, he could divorce Marina in the future, too.

“Give yourself some time. It’s-”

“I know. Prepare the ingredients. I’ll make dinner tonight for tonight,” interrupted Olivia, as she didn’t

want to hear the rest.

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Madam Burgess‘ eyes lit at her rare attempt to please Ethan.

To Madam Burgess, Olivia and Ethan were the perfect match.

She was certain that the engagement was done because of his impulsive decision.

Thus, his relationship with Marina wouldn’t be able to last long for sure.

“Okay. I’ll call Mr. Miller,” Madam Burgess said.

Olivia turned her phone off and stood up with a cold expression. She recalled what had happened for

the past two years.

The Fordham family had fallen, and her father was in a coma.

Ethan wasn’t the sole cause for what happened to her.

It was an undeniable fact that love blinded her vision, causing her to forget about others.

That was why there was an opening for others to take advantage of her.

Olivia didn’t have much time left. Hence, she shouldn’t waste time by having a fight with Ethan.

Didn’t people grow up by withdrawing their claws and putting on a mask?

The presidential management staff made sure to hush their breaths.

Layer upon layer of burden weighed on them. It might take them one trivial mistake to enrage Ethan.

Brent stood next to him while holding a huge pile of documents.

Ethan’s eyebrows had not stopped furrowing since morning.

“Mr. Miller, the news of your engagement with Ms. Carlton has gone viral online,” said Brent.

Although Ethan didn’t respond to that as he read a document, Brent was aware that he was distracted.

Not only had he been reading that page for five minutes, the document was upside down.

“I received a call from Madam Burgess-”

“She wants to leave the house?” Ethan finally responded.

Judging from her scoldings this morning, he assumed that she was causing a ruckus at home to leave.

“No. Madam Burgess asked if you’re going to go home for dinner. Mrs. Miller is making dinner tonight,”

Brent corrected.

Despite the good mood, Ethan snorted. “Tell her that I’m busy.”

After giving it a thought, Brent decided to persuade him. “Mr. Miller, a lot of things have happened to

Mrs. Miller recently.

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“She’s thinner than she was in the past. Please be gentle to her.”

Ethan pointed at the scratch on his chin. “Do you think that she’s gentle to me?”

“I bet she has realized her mistake. She’s making dinner to make up for it.”

Ethan threw the document in his hand onto the table. “And must I forgive her because of that?

“Does she think that she’s the only one I need? I didn’t punish her for escaping, though. Just what does

she want me to do?”

He kept thinking about how Olivia and Jack held hands on the island.

Suppressing the churning resentment in him, he let out a long sigh.

He slammed the table. “Even if I have to jump off this building, I am not going to go home to have

dinner with her.”

Brent relayed the message to Madam Burgess over the phone.

Five minutes later, Ethan’s phone rang. Brent didn’t know what Olivia said, but he noticed that Ethan’s

mood was improving.

“Do as you wish.” Ethan hung up the call with a smile.

When he met Brent’s questioning eyes, he coughed.

“She wants to bring me dinner. But on her own accord. I didn’t force her.”

Brent was at a loss for words.

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