Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

Compared to Ethan, Wayne was way more of a ruffian.

He didn't adhere to rhyme or reason and only did things based on his mood.

A person like him was way more dangerous because he couldn't be tied down by morals or reason.

He took Olivia to the bedroom.

"You should take a shower. There are clothes for you in the room."

Although Wayne had feelings for Olivia, he wasn't in a rush to do anything.

Tricking her to get her to the island was already unacceptable for her. He wasn't about to do anything more to her for the time being.

Olivia scanned her surroundings. There were some windows and a balcony, but guards stood at their posts below every possible escape route.

Even if she managed to knock out the guard and get to the shore, she wouldn't be able to last too long in the ocean without a mode of transportation.

Wayne had put a lot of effort into crafting this cage for her.

the bathtub. She started to think about Stacy,

had no one

physical and mental stress put her in that state for six months. It would take her

the same as Neal. He wanted to imprison her,

her cage was the entire island, which was

knew she couldn't afford to defy or anger Wayne at

didn't know was that Wayne

in the air, and there were no

quickly spread to

talent for playing musical instruments. She was sitting on Ethan's lap as she listened to

mistakes while playing. Then, Kelvin rushed into the room with a gloomy expression. His face was

"Mr. Miller..."

he started to speak. It caused him to swallow the words he was

need to tell

Willow down. "Practice on your own for a bit. I'll be

she started

back to playing. Both of them were very

made