Chapter 243

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I had thought it would take longer for my plan to unfold, that I would have to exert more effort to see any real results. But I quickly realized that Olivia wasn’t the patient, calculated type. She was impulsive, more than I had anticipated. Being the good girl she was, she didn’t make me wait. She came straight to me, served herself up like an offering, a gift I could easily claim.

It was almost laughable. She handed me the opportunity on a silver platter, offering her trust, her vulnerability, her very presence, all without me lifting a finger or doing more than what I had already orchestrated. She practically placed her head on a platter, and I couldn’t help but be intrigued by how easily everything was falling into place.

But time was critical. If she showed up at my door alone, it wouldn’t be long before the others arrived. I had to act fast, everything needed to go according to plan.

As Olivia finally passed out, her body limp and unguarded, I wasted no time. I dragged her inside my room, covering her completely to keep her hidden. After securing her, I moved quickly to check if anyone had noticed her absence. I listened intently, straining to hear anything that would signal trouble, but there was nothing, not yet. Still, I had no time to waste.

I carefully lifted Olivia, her body heavy but manageable, and began weighing my options. The stairs or the service elevator? Neither was ideal. My mind raced, calculating the quickest and least risky option. But then I heard it, the sound of hurried footsteps approaching.

The laundry shaft was the only immediate option. Without hesitation, I shoved Olivia’s legs into the narrow opening, the rest of her body following. Her unconscious form fell in with a muffled thud. I didn’t stop to check; there was no time. I straightened up, smoothing down my clothes and walking toward the elevator as if nothing had happened, my expression unreadable.

He was heading straight for me, his pace quick and purposeful. I could already tell what he was after.

feigning confusion. “Where is who?” I asked, my tone innocent, as if I had no idea what he was talking

his face red with frustration. “Where the hell is she?” he repeated, his voice growing louder, demanding

couldn’t help but let out a small laugh, amused by the desperation in his voice. “Yelling at me isn’t going to change anything,”

something else in his eyes, fear. That was interesting. Who exactly was he to Olivia that he cared so much? Was he, her ex? The idea intrigued me, and

demanded again; his

just be sleep I put her in like I did to the other two women.” I let

up my advantage just yet. I needed time to execute the next part of my plan, and Ethan, with his emotional outburst, was only providing a

to check for myself,”

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eyebrow, intrigued by his persistence. “Why would I deny having her? I didn’t deny what I did to the others.” His glare only intensified, but he had no choice but to follow me as I turned and walked back

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