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Chapter 264
“Ms. Larson?”
Olivia lifted up her head to see Wilbur. She immediately yanked his hand and pointed toward her ward in
a panic. “Quick! Go save Zy!”
Just as they arrived at Olivia’s ward, they heard a painful cry
from Zyla.
Wilbur swooped in and restrained the man while Olivia caught Zyla, > was falling backward, in her arms.
When Olivia saw the knife that was buried deep in Zyla’s
chest, she was stunned.
Blood. There was blood everywhere on Zyla’s chest. Scarlet, crimson blood that
blinded Olivia.
“Zy!”
Her voice was shaking as her tears fell onto Zyla’s face like rain. “Zy! Don’t fall asleep! Hang in there!”
Then, she quickly placed Zyla down and ran toward the hallway, screaming and crying, “Doctor! Doctor!
Hurry! Help!”
However, for some unknown reason, the hospital’s walkway was unusually quiet. Olivia’s cries for help
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“Doctor! Please save Zy! Please save my Zy!”
As she ran towards the nursing station, Olivia bumped into Ken, and she tugged on his arms hard,
shrieking, “Ken! Quickly, please save Zy! Zy was stabbed in the chest!”
“What?”
Before he could obtain any more information, Ken was calling someone on his phone as he ran toward
Olivia’s ward.
When he saw Zyla lying in a pool of her own blood, panic flashed through his eyes before he snapped
back to his doctorly instincts, picked Zyla up, and ran outside.
However, when they passed by Olivia, Zyla tugged on her arm, whispered something in her ear, and
passed out immediately after that.
Olivia’s pupils dilated instantly. Her body froze on the spot for a moment before she chased after Zyla
and Ken with a look of disbelief.
“Hang in there, Zy!”
“Ken! You have to save her!”
Ken nodded and brought Zyla into the operating theater while the other nurses and doctors appeared
one by one.
Olivia looked at the glaring sign saying, ‘operation theatre in use’ and lost strength in her legs. She slid
down the wall and plopped onto the ground.
She looked ahead blankly as Zyla’s last few words rang in her mind.
“Sis Liv, I can die happy now that I’ve found you.”
Found her?
What did she mean?
Zyla did say that she came to return a favor, and she had always said that Olivia was her sunshine…
Olivia tried to comb through her memories to learn when she had first met Zyla, but she burst into tears
immediately, because she could not remember anything.
Suddenly, someone tapped her on her shoulder, startling her. She quickly looked up with her lifeless
eyes.
Wilbur frowned slightly as he asked, “Ms. Larson, I’ve restrained that man. Do you want to report this to
the police or settle it privately?”
Olivia asked with a hoarse voice, “Who is he?”
“Jorge Winston, the young master of the Winston family.”
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The same Winstons that went bankrupt because of John, and the same Winstons
that buried her alive?
After a moment of silence, Olivia spat through gritted teeth, “I’ll settle it privately.”
“Got it.”
Wilbur nodded and went back to the ward to watch Jorge since he could not let him
escape.
As for how this matter would be privately settled, he would wait until Zac arrived to decide that.
Olivia sat on the floor, and uneasiness filled her heart. She waited for a while, but she did not see Ken
nor Zac. Instead, she saw John.
Her head was slumped as she picked at her nails. Suddenly, there was a shadow above her head. She
thought it was Zac, so she lifted up her head and blurted, “Za…”
Before she could finish saying Zac’s name, she was met with John’s cold, menacing
eyes.
The Olivia that was before John was a messy-haired, disheveled, barefooted woman with blood all over
her body and hands. She was looking at him with unfocused eyes.
Alas, John did not pity Olivia. He yanked her up painfully from the ground and accused her. “Olivia
Larson, did you really have to make Dolly die before you’ll stop this nonsense?”