Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

Chapter 1193

In the next few days, Linus wasn’t the only one Olivia didn’t get to see. Even Ethan was busy at work.

In the past, Ethan would send her messages every day, but now, he would only send her a “Are you asleep?” in the middle of the night.

Most of the time, Olivia only saw the messages in the morning. She would send a reply, but she had no idea when he would have the time to respond.

Olivia had more free time now. The designers of the Heath family kept coming and going. Today, a designer came to tailor clothes for

her.

A jewelry designer would be paying a visit the next day.

Other than the tailor-made stuff, haute couture and ready-made jewelry were delivered to the house every day.

As Linus had said, he would make it up to her. Other than familial

love, he was also compensating her via material means.

As Tatiana watched the piles of clothes getting carried into Olivia’s

room, she began to panic again.

After all, Mason had always been a frugal man. He would never allow people to waste money.

But he had taken the lead and bought so many clothes for an

outsider! This didn’t make sense at all.

Tatiana had no idea what Krystal was doing, either. The latter never requested to come back in the past two weeks.

backyard before. Mason had asked someone to move his favorite orchids

more space. Now, the site was beginning to take shape.

yard looked like a small playground now. There was a lot of equipment for children to

were moved into the

rooms was cleared out.

and Mason’s master bedroom

place. What exactly was Mason doing?

ask about it while she was carrying soup into his room. “Mason, our

for almost

quite a bit, too. We’re

so isn’t it about time for her to come

a pampered child since she was young. I’m a

worried…”

the pen he was holding onto the

twenties, and she’s surrounded by maids who

her every day. What’s there to be worried about?”

seriously disowning her?”

be honest, she doesn’t resemble me in

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beginning to suspect that she’s

expression shifted as she raised her hand to hit Mason.

something like that? Whose daughter can she

me like this. Do I have to hang myself to

mean it.” Mason rubbed his temples. He felt

truly changed her ways. A few days ago, when I called her, she sounded

mature and collected.