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.

bathtub. She started to think about Stacy,

chained, and she was trapped in that small room. She had no one to talk to, and all the food she ate

that state for six months. It would take her a long time to recover and go back

fundamentally the same as Neal. He wanted to

only difference was her cage was the entire island, which was

defy or anger Wayne at the moment. She had to look for

was that Wayne

in the air, and

news quickly spread

for playing musical instruments. She was

made a few mistakes while playing. Then, Kelvin rushed into the room with

"Mr. Miller..."

when he started to speak. It caused him

I need

your own for a bit. I'll

nodded obediently, but she started to

back to playing. Both

you made looks pretty good,"