Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife

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Chapter 877

When Olivia woke up the next day, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Olivia sat up on the sofa, holding her forehead. She still felt dizzy even after sleeping so much.

She squinted and looked around, relieved after making sure she was in Time Bar's private room.

However, she vaguely remembered meeting John last night.

Olivia had also scolded John, but what happened after that?

She could not recall any of it.

With a hangover and a headache, Olivia felt thirsty. She got up, opened the door, and walked out to get some

water.

The bartender saw her and immediately came to help her." Boss, you're awake. Please sit and wait while I make

you some hangover tea."

"Did something happen last night?”

The bartender knew Olivia had forgotten what happened last night because she was drunk. Remembering John's

words, he shook his head and said, "No. Nothing happened."

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"Impossible." Olivia shook her head. "I clearly remember something happened last night. How did I get into the

private room, then?"

"Oh. You got drunk, so I helped you to get to the private room."

With that, the bartender handed over a cup of hangover tea.

Olivia drank it. Then, she looked at him and asked, "What’s your name?"

"Harry Xander."

"Do you have any family members?"

"No, I'm an orphan. I grew up in an orphanage."

At the word 'orphan,' Olivia’s heart skipped a beat as she turned the cup. "How old are you?"

"21 "

"Aren't you in university?"

"I am, but I have no money, so I must work."

Olivia lifted her head and observed him. "What's your major?"

"Intelligent manufacturing."

'This major has a promising future. Having only an undergraduate degree is not enough. It's better if you can get a

Ph.D. degree. Have you ever thought about studying abroad?"

Harry’s hand, which was wiping the table, froze. He looked at her in disbelief. "Boss, what..."

"If you want to further your studies abroad, work hard and I'll increase your salary. If you can get an offer, I'll try my

best to fund your education fee. However, you have to promise me one thing."

"Please continue, Boss."

"When you complete your studies, I want you to return to the country to work for me."

After saying this, Olivia drank her hangover tea and left the bar. Only Harry was left in the bar, and he was flustered

by what he had just heard.

The boss, who never showed up, came suddenly and said she wanted to help him finish his studies.

That was a pie in the sky! Harry felt something was off about it.

Before he could catch up and ask, Olivia had already left.

Meanwhile, Olivia did not have other intentions.

Maybe because she was drunk last night, she considered revitalizing Larson Group.

Larson Group was her father's work of life. It would be a pity if it went bankrupt just like this.

However, she had to consider this in the long run.

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Elegance Gardens.

When Olivia opened the door, she saw Mrs. Simmons sitting in the living room waiting for her. When Mrs. Simmons

saw her, she got up from the sofa and approached her worriedly. "Where have you been, Miss? You didn't take your

phone with you or tell me where you went. If Mr. Quinton didn't tell me you were in the bar, I would've called the

police."

"I’m sorry, Mrs. Simmons. I shouldn’t have made you worry."

"I'm not asking for an apology, silly girl."

Mrs. Simmons hugged Olivia, and tears welled up in her eyes. "I just want you to at least share what's going on with

you and not keep it to yourself. Let us know if you are ill, and let someone help you. Don't bear it yourself. You'll be

stressed out with it."

Olivia bit her lip and nodded. "Okay. I won't keep things to myself."

'That's what you said last time. You're always like this.

However, what happened last night?"

As Mrs. Simmons spoke, Sam dashed down the stairs and threw himself into Olivia's arms.

"Godmother, Mrs. Simmons and I were so worried about you. Where did you go? What happened? Did Uncle

Quinton upset you?"

Sam’s concern reminded Olivia of Jess’ death, and her legs became jelly. She knelt on the ground.

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