Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

Marina's body was working fine bar one—she couldn't control her legs. "What did you do to me?"

"Try walking backward."

They could move when she was retreating, but they stopped whenever she was heading for the gates.

"I've set your mobility strictly within the Carlton residence. Ms. Fordham is a genius indeed. She resolved a big problem of mine."

Although Marina had known that Olivia would never let her go that easily, she hadn't expected Olivia to take it this far.

Olivia gave Marina freedom yet caged her in the house at the same time.

It was late at night by the time Olivia arrived at the Heath residence.

She was tired from performing such a surgery—which needed a few hands—all alone.

Not only did it take a toll on her body, but also on her mentality.

In fact, attaching a prosthetic leg wasn't her forte, so it was more tiring than usual surgeries.

deep sleep as soon as she

care of

snowy night, a lifeless Krystal sat by her bed, looking as haggard

Krystal was confined in

though cast to oblivion, no one cared

meals were fresh, they were simple, like noodles

but it couldn't be compared to her previous

served. The

solemn. In the past, her family would've been worried about her for staying up at this

young girls dying early due to

and on, advising her not to burn the midnight oil, as well as checking if something was

as an enemy. If she wasn't

happiness

wouldn't draw other's

crouched and dug in

baby had to live; only then would her sentence be alleviated. She'd rather die than go to prison. Halfway through her meal, her tears

never suffered this much, let alone eating cold food. Furious, Krystal threw the plate onto the floor. The sight of the scattering rice pulled her