When Brent felt Ethan’s chilling gaze on him, he had to explain. “Mr. Miller, she’s with Everly.”

It wasn’t unusual for Olivia to hang out with her best friend, Everly. Ethan had asked Brent to follow Everly on Instagram to monitor Olivia’s move. While explaining, Brent showed his boss Everly’s Instagram post.

In one of them, Everly showed off her eye-catching pink curls, but Ethan was instantly drawn to Olivia, who was rocking a different style in the photo. She had gotten a middle-part pixie cut, which—coupled with her tiny face—made her look more morose than her usual sunny disposition.

Her eyes were looking downward, and her collarbone was visible through her Oxford shirt in the photo. Her beauty was almost sacred.

The caption read “Reborn.”

Ethan hadn’t realized that his fingers were trembling slightly. After a year of being pestered by her, he should have felt relieved that she wanted to let go. But why did he feel suffocated instead?

He reminded himself that his sister was gone. Olivia did not have the right to declare her “rebirth.” He convinced himself that he wasn’t feeling bad for Olivia—he just wanted revenge.

He wasn’t done with torturing her yet, and he would not let this slip.

Deep in his thoughts, he was interrupted by Brent’s remark. “Ms. Hilton brought Mrs. Miller to the Dark Horse Clubhouse.”

Brent clicked on an Instagram post that showed Olivia lazing on a soft couch in a dimly lit room while a handsome young man in white kneeled on one knee and fed her grapes.

Ethan almost crushed the phone after seeing the photo. “Go to the clubhouse.”

in white. He knew he’d make Olivia weak in the knees when he put on a white shirt, and she’d sometimes sketch the image of his teenage self

also wanted to keep her by his side forever. He wanted to subject her to daily torture to atone

two years, Ethan was good to Marina and fulfilled all

Brent could tell that she

to be seen. Apparently, Olivia

that he missed them, he ordered his men to look around but found no

she must have found a new place to stay in advance. It’ll take some time to find a rental if you’re doing it

look in Ethan’s eyes darkened when he realized that she

her,

were tied

“Lift your heads.”

into trouble with a

did you touch

didn’t. The lady did not like touching and kept a distance from

one host. He examined the young man’s face, which was caked in makeup. The man also smelled of

grapes fed to

on the brink of tears. Ethan made it worse when he announced, “Cut his fingers

please

showed Ethan the surveillance footage of the

were already sobbing. They hadn’t expected to have their fingers cut off just because they fed their client grapes. All they wanted was to latch onto some rich lady,

them despite their best efforts to woo

his car and drove around the city aimlessly. Where would Olivia go when she had no place

hospital to take care of him. Her phone was turned off. Clueless, he went to almost all the places they had visited

home. He had only stopped by shortly on that night. It had been a while since he visited the villa. Only the furniture was left

the dining table daily, but even

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