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Chapter 746
One night passed.
In addition to the ripples in Olivia's heart, the situation in the Quinton family had also been turned upside down.
After seeing the news that Fabian and Dorothy had dinner, Jimmy was no longer indifferent and suddenly began to
respond to the illegitimate child affair.
He also said he would hold a press conference at 10 AM to give everyone an explanation.
Such a change was putting Zac at a worse disadvantage, of course.
After seeing the news, Olivia glanced at the time. It was already 9 AM, so she immediately rushed out of the room
to talk to Zac.
However, she looked around and could not find him.
Mrs. Simmons saw her hurrying downstairs. Not knowing what had happened, she pulled her to the dining table.
’Time for breakfast, Miss."
"Mrs. Simmons, have you seen Zac?"
"Sir has already gone to work."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOlivia frowned and walked out.
Zac was already boycotted in Quinton Group, and there was no doubt that the press conference would announce
Fabian's status.
Besides, her matching dress with Dorothy was also trending.
In that case, would everyone not be watching Zac make a fool of himself?
She could not leave him alone at a time like this. She had to...
However, someone grabbed her by the wrist as soon as she stepped out of the door.
"Let me go!"
"Olivia, where are you going?"
Olivia shook her hands vigorously. "It's none of your business! Let me go!"
"You're going to Zac, right?"
Olivia froze and glared at him. "Yes, can you let go now?"
John moved closer to her, forcing her to press against the door. Seeing that she still wanted to run, he pressed his
hand against the door and blocked her way.
"John, what on earth do you want? Get out of my way!"
"Calm down. What good will you do by going? Get scolded with him?"
"This is our business, not yours!"
The word "our" cut deep into John's heart. His eyes darkened, and the strength in his hands increased a little.
"Come with me."
With that said, He pulled her to the side of the car and pushed her inside.
"John! Let me go! What are you doing?"
He did not let go of her hand until he had locked the car door. He glanced at her. "Have you forgotten what day it
is?"
Olivia was so angry that she did not have time to think, so she snapped," What does it have to do with me? Have
you lost your mind again, John?"
"Today is your mother's birthday."
The air inside the car instantly turned to frost.
'Mom's birthday?
'I forgot... I forgot all about it!'
Olivia shuddered, disheartened, and banged her head feebly against the car window.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHelpless, John pulled her to her feet grimly. He let her lean on his shoulder before giving her a bottle of warm milk.
"Drink it."
Olivia knocked the milk away. "No."
She blamed herself. She could forget anything, but how could she forget her parents' death anniversary and
birthday?
Did she think she could start over after four years?
Did she think she was not Olivia Larson but Phoebe James?
John knew what she was thinking. Instead of losing his temper, he said indifferently, "Now isn't the time to fight
back. Fabian needs to think he's got everything going for him and that his position is stable before we can do
something."
With that said, he raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes. ’Besides, Aunt wont be happy to
see you like this."
The look in Olivia's eyes changed slightly, but her posture remained the same.
"I might know who your Mr. M is."
When he mentioned Mr. M, Olivia suddenly turned to look at him. "What did you say? Do you know Mr. M?’