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 Molly,

a lifeless Krystal sat by her bed, looking

in her room, and the

oblivion, no one cared about her

were fresh, they were simple, like noodles and

was bearable, but it couldn't be compared to

was served. The food

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

share her articles about young girls

blabber on and on, advising her not to burn the midnight oil, as well as

them; they perceived her as an enemy. If she wasn't pregnant,

her happiness but became the cause of

throwing a tantrum wouldn't draw other's

crouched and dug

her sentence be alleviated. She'd rather die than go to prison. Halfway through her meal, her tears

much, let alone eating cold food. Furious, Krystal threw the plate onto the