Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

Chapter 83

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Ethan’s impression was still the same as the last time, when she’d thrown a pot of porridge at him a few days ago. She’d been furious and crazy, and she’d looked just like an angry cat.

Now, sfie was the exact opposite of that. Standing with her head bowed, she anxiously shifted from one foot to the other.

Olivia tried to overcome the discomfort and awkwardness she felt under his gaze. Softly, she said, “I want to ask you for a

favor.”

A laugh escaped his mouth as he sat with his legs crossed, plucking out a cigarette from a box. She knew he was mocking her. ” What do you want now?” He asked.

Jason Yates, a rich youngster, stood not far away from them. Somehow, he was able to discern the slight difference in the way Ethan treated her

Mr. Miller for help. Young lady, is this the attitude you should have when you’re asking

beside Ethan as the latter leaned in his seat, looking as lackadaisical as

past two years, he’d used to be more polite and had more self- restraint. He’d

though, his collar was open, and the top two buttons were unbuttoned. The dim light emphasized his already prominent facial features, making him appear all

find a lighter, she met Ethan’s deep eyes, which seemed to be judging her. She

leaned forward, ready to light the cigarette. Since she and Ethan were not of equal standing, she was

around him.

face. As he lowered his eyes, a hint of a smile hung at the corner of his lips

jump from the seventh floor of a

hence need Ethan’s

Mr. Miller. I’m sure you wouldn’t be mad at something

gears in Jason’s mind

but this woman seemed to be the only exception. Although she was dressed a little too modestly, she had a pretty face, which

glasses of whiskey for Olivia and rapped his fingers on

glass of this was enough to make her

his chin and said nonchalantly, “What excuse are you going to come up with this time? That you’re feeling uncomfortable or that you’re sick to the point of no

was as clear as day. He knew that she had a low alcohol tolerance, but he enjoyed making things tough for her. Perhaps this

touching alcohol. Things were different for them now. Ethan sat there with his chin tilted