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

Young lady, is this the attitude you should have when you’re asking someone for help? Hurry and

as the latter leaned in his

they’d had in the past two years, he’d used to be more polite and

The dim light emphasized his already prominent facial features, making him appear all the more

Olivia busied herself to find a lighter, she met Ethan’s deep eyes, which seemed to be judging her. She couldn’t care less what he thought of her

Ethan were not of equal standing, she was forced to be

around him.

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

once said you’d rather jump from the seventh floor of a building than come to me for

to get caught up in something like this and hence need Ethan’s help. Still, she wasn’t in the mood to guess what he thought of her, so she simply

magnanimous man, Mr. Miller. I’m sure you wouldn’t

Jason’s mind

him, but this woman seemed to be the only exception. Although she was dressed a little

Jason poured three glasses of whiskey for Olivia and rapped his fingers on

Half a glass of this was enough to make her pass out, yet he

and said nonchalantly, “What excuse are you going to come up with this time? That you’re feeling uncomfortable

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

clench when she recalled the times he’d forbidden her from touching alcohol. Things were different for them now.