Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

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Chapter 1062

He had met the woman six years ago. More accurately, he had seen lots of photos of her,

and he knew everything about her.

He knew how outstanding she was, how many prizes she won when she was younger, and

how many people courted her when she grew up.

He also knew that in the end, she abandoned her future for a man, and she got married

early on.

But then, the man she loved abandoned her, and she was heartbroken every day.

In reality, the two had met before, but back then, his face was hidden in the darkness.

The first time he saw her, she was wearing a nightgown. With a protruding tummy, she

crashed weakly on the carpet. He had been holding a gun aimed directly at her heart.

She was Olivia Fordham, one of the targets he was tasked to kill.

The woman who had disappeared into thin air suddenly appeared in front of him. Warren

was quite surprised by that.

"You’re Alice..."

Olivia tucked her hair behind her ear as she put on a confident and bold smile. "I guess I

haven't introduced myself. My last name is Fordham."

Olivia studied Warren. Back then, he failed in the assassination attempt, and he was

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removed from the organization because of the huge loss his mistake incurred.

He now lived the life of a normal person, putting the dark life behind him.

But Mona, whom he killed, was buried deep in the ground. Her corpse had already turned

into a skeleton by now.

Why did good people have to die so soon and bad people could live as long as they

wanted?

It had been six years, but Olivia could never forget when Mona took the bullets for her.

Three years ago, Olivia began looking into Warren. She then started to contact him two

years ago.

She had laid out the plan for three years, so it was about time she brought it to a

conclusion.

Killing him was a simple thing to do, but ending his life with one strike would only be a

form of release for the likes of him.

Olivia wanted to get revenge on him with the same method.

Back then, to accomplish his mission, he played with Mona’s feelings.

Olivia would let him have a taste of his own medicine.

"Um ... Is there something on my face? Why are you looking at me like that?

" Olivia touched her face.

Warren was wearing a reverse mold mask, and his identity was fake as well. He believed

that Olivia wouldn't be able to recognize him.

He was an assassin, after all. So, he began to grow wary. This was too much of a

coincidence!

"It's nothing. Please have a seat." Warren was unaffected. If Olivia had intentionally

approached him, he wouldn't mind sending her off to keep Mona company.

Olivia saw the momentary viciousness flashing across his eyes.

Pretending not to notice it, Olivia took a seat opposite him.

This was why she didn’t hide her identity. With Warren's distrustful nature, he would notice

it right away.

Sincerity was the best ultimate move she had.

The photos Warren saw of Olivia were mostly taken when she was in school. She was naive

and innocent back then.

That night six years ago was so chaotic that Warren didn't bother too much about Olivia's

looks.

Now, as Olivia sat opposite him, she looked like she aged gracefully. She seemed to have

become a new person, and she was noble and reserved. She was like an elegant white

rose.

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"You look a little different from how I imagined you, Mr. Varren." Olivia took the initiative to

start the conversation.

At that moment, Warren was very cautious. He looked at her meaningfully as he said,

"Oh?"

Olivia was very used to that look. It was the look of someone gazing at a dead person.

But now, she was just a divorced woman. Of course, she wouldn't understand these

things.

She supported her chin with one hand. The pearls on her ears sparkled with a faint gleam.

They were noble and reserved just like her.

"I thought that Varren would be a little slimmer and have a lonely look in his eyes. He

wouldn't have this elite demeanor you possess."

The face Warren put on could only be considered decent. It wasn't ugly, but it wasn’t too

handsome either. It was just fine.

Of course, he constantly worked out, so his figure was quite great. Hence, it boosted his

looks a little.

"You look much prettier than I imagined."

He had seen many things in many years. He wasn't too interested in women, but he had

to admit that Olivia's face was a perfect masterpiece.

Olivia took out a box from her purse and handed it to him. "Here, Varren.

This is my meeting gift for you."

She put on a faint smile, which was delightful and refreshing.

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