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.

She started to think about Stacy, whom she saw

in that small room. She had no one to talk to, and all the

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

was fundamentally the same as Neal. He wanted to imprison

her cage was the entire island, which was bigger than the

or anger Wayne at the moment. She

know was that Wayne

the air,

news quickly

piano lesson. She had a talent for playing musical instruments. She was sitting on Ethan's lap as she listened

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

"Mr. Miller..."

looked at him when he started to speak. It caused him to swallow the words he

I need to

"Practice on your own for a bit.

but she started

Kelvin before going back to playing. Both of

you made looks pretty good,"