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.

sleep as soon

people taking care of Molly, there shouldn't

snowy night, a lifeless Krystal sat by her bed,

was confined in her room,

no one cared

for her meals were fresh, they were simple,

be compared to her

was served. The food

solemn. In the past, her family would've been worried

about young girls dying early

would blabber on and on, advising her not to burn the

perceived her as an enemy. If she wasn't pregnant, the Heaths might've started their vengeful

was once the reason for her happiness but

wouldn't draw other's attention

crouched and dug in her

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

lavishly, Krystal had 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 senses back. She could handle the hunger, but not her