Even After Death Novel (Olivia)

“Brother, what happened?” Olivia asked, her voice filled with concern as she hesitated to approach Louis.

The only person she felt comfortable with in the vicinity was Avery.

“Olivia, don’t come any closer. It’s too dangerous here,” Avery warned, looking worried.

Louis glanced at Olivia and said, “Old man, my experiment is about to succeed. She is Ms. Nat’s descendant, and her blood is the same as Ms. Nat’s…”

Olivia’s face changed. No wonder she always felt that Louis took special care of her.

She had thought it was because of her physical condition and talent, but now she realized that Louis had known her true identity from the beginning.

The so-called living human transformation plan was actually to resurrect her grandmother!

This man was terrifying. He had gone to such lengths to resurrect her grandmother, and she had almost been deceived into believing he was only interested in the transformation plan.

Although Old Mr. Fordham had white hair, his eyes were sharp. “Louis, let go. Ms. Nat has been dead for many years. Her soul may have already entered reincarnation. Rebirth? Resurrection? This is against the law of nature. You have conducted so many experiments and killed so many people. Isn’t it enough? I reviewed your previous experimental data. You failed in all of them, didn’t you? The reason you didn’t harm her…”

Olivia’s face and said, “Isn’t it because she is Ms. Nat’s bloodline and looks like Ms. Nat that you are reluctant to let her go? You are also

her life. If not for her, she might have died

still looked at her, refusing to give up, “You are my best test subject. Hurry up and help

Ethan stepped in to

Old Mr. Fordham had pretended to

Ms. Nat saved you because she hoped you could contribute to mankind, but you have become consumed by your inner demons. How many wrongs have you committed just to revive her? I

Mr. Fordham pointed his gun at

was a loud “bang” and

heart couldn’t be transformed;

Louis crawled towards his grandmother’s body, repeatedly calling her name: “Ms. Nat, I’m here. You must be

ice coffin container. The blood in his

his grandmother, who still appeared very young, with gentle eyes, “Ms.

was very curious about Ms. Nat, a woman who had captivated so many outstanding men. She must have had

patted her head and said, “Don’t worry, we already know. Father is on his way. Olivia, this was originally their matter

seemed the Fordham family had not always been manipulated. They had played along to lower people’s guard and then lure out