Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

Wayne's annoying voice rang in Olivia's ears. She didn't even want to turn around to face him.

It was apparent that she was unhappy that he forcefully brought her to another country.

Wayne grabbed her hand and dragged her away.

"What are you doing? I can walk on my own."

Wayne pulled her to the master bedroom. The room was around 2,000 square feet. It was very spacious.

The floor was covered in a white fur carpet. The decor in the room was as grand as the rest of the presidential palace. There were quite a few famous paintings on the wall.

It didn't seem like Wayne was the one who decorated the room. His predecessor was probably the one who did it.

He let go of Olivia's hand.

"My home is big, right? You can wear whatever you want and eat whatever you want. You can live comfortably as long as you don't try to escape and provide me with the treatment I need."

"I understand." Olivia was actually acting docile for once.

"Make your preparations while I take a shower."

After that incident in Dexim City, Wayne had lowered his guard toward Olivia significantly. They were in his residence right now, so he was completely unguarded.

a move. She wasn't sure if he had spy cameras in his bedroom. It

learn how to paint at a young age. The famous paintings she had only seen in the pages of books were all in this bedroom.

predecessor was a

the bathroom to see Olivia, who was

in for a closer look at the strokes, choice of colors, and how

interesting about these

surprise appeared in Olivia's eyes. "Of course,

if you like

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at her own nose. "You're giving them to me? Do you even know how much

pants that hung loosely on his waist. A large

treasures to you, but they're just trash to me.

exclaimed with a pained

you can take these paintings with

bed. "Massage my

bed and sat down. She used

her skilled movements, Wayne asked,

Olivia didn't

"Patients?"