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

to ask Mr. Miller for help. Young lady, is this the attitude you should have when you’re asking someone for help? Hurry and light Mr. Miller’s cigarette for

to stand beside Ethan as the latter leaned in his seat, looking as

in the past two years, he’d used to be more polite and had more self- restraint. He’d never smoked in front of

dim light emphasized his already

her. She couldn’t care less what he

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

around him.

glow on his face. As he lowered his eyes, a hint of a smile hung at the corner of his lips for some unknown

that you once said you’d rather jump from the seventh floor of

and hence need Ethan’s help. Still, she wasn’t

man, Mr. Miller.

in Jason’s mind started

to be the only exception. Although she was dressed a little too modestly, she had a

rapped

to make her pass out, yet he wanted her to down three

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

lips was as clear as day. He knew that she had a low alcohol tolerance, but

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