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 as she flopped

people taking care of Molly, there

lifeless Krystal sat by her bed, looking as

confined in

though cast to oblivion, no one cared about

the ingredients for her meals were fresh, they were simple, like noodles and

couldn't be compared to

was served. The food

In the past, her family would've

about young girls dying

burn the midnight oil, as

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

once the reason for her happiness but became the cause of

before, throwing a tantrum wouldn't draw other's attention to help her clean her

and dug in

then would her sentence be alleviated. She'd rather die than go

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