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Chapter 870
She did not manage to fulfill any of Jess's wishes.
She could’ve reached out to Sam four years ago, but she got there too late.
As for the daughter... Fred told her that she had passed away four years ago.
How could she face Jess when she did not even manage to protect her children?
Suddenly, she remembered the scene of both of them being stuck in the fire.
She collapsed on the floor as she had difficulties breathing. Jess held her up and tried to chase the smoke away
while calling her name.
"Liv, don't sleep, or else you will lose everything.
"Liv, don't sleep! Open your eyes."
Olivia did not respond at the time.
'So Jess already knew that she was going to die at that time.
'What was she thinking at that moment?'
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe tried her best to remember and recall what Jess said before she passed out.
However, the tide approached her feet before she could remember.
"Ms. James."
A voice suddenly came from her back. "Ms. James?"
Olivia turned over blankly and saw Wade standing in front of her.
"Ms. James, Sir wants to meet you."
At that point, Olivia’s eyes had no starlight, only dullness. She just stared at Wade blankly, not saying a word.
Wade noticed the weird expression on her face and waved his hand in front of her. "Ms. James, are you alright?
"If you're not available, I will let Sir know."
After saying that, Wade walked toward the shore.
"I’m good."
Olivia called him with her hoarse voice. "I'm fine. Where to?"
Wade was taken aback. "How about the shore?
"Yeah, sure."
Olivia stood up, swept off the sand on her body, wiped her tears with her sleeves, and took a deep breath. She tried
to hide her emotions and walked back up to the shore.
She did not want a third person to learn about this.
When she reached the shore with Wade, Milo got down from the car and frowned after seeing her reddish eyes.
"I guess I found you at the wrong time today."
Olivia smiled. "Oh, please don't say so, sir, I... Some sand got into my eyes. That’s why they're swelling a little."
"Come here."
There was a cafe by the shore, and tables and chairs were set around the beach. Milo walked over and grabbed a
chair for her to sit on.
Olivia sat down and asked, "How can I help you, sir?"
"I just wanted to talk to you, but I can see that you're not in a good mood. What happened?"
"Nothing much, really."
Milio squinted his eyes at her. "You really like to burden yourself alone, huh?"
Olivia lowered her head. She did not have much desire to entertain Milo.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHowever, she knew that he treated her with sincerity, so she was still willing to talk to him face-to-face.
If it was someone else, she would definitely not agree to meet.
Seeing how she kept quiet, Milo chuckled. "Since you aren't willing to talk about your story, why don’t you listen to
mine?"
"Your story?"
"A story I heard about. Are you interested?"
Olivia nodded. "Yeah."
'There was once a father. His wife died at a very young age, so he raised his son alone. He was very strict and
harsh with his son and never smiled at him. Most of the time, he would scold him or reprimand him. As time passed,
the son
started to hate the father, and the only thing he wanted was to get rid of his father once he grew up/
Milo paused and looked at Olivia. "Take a guess. Do you think the son succeeded?"
Olivia thought for a while and shook her head. "No."
Milo smiled bitterly. "Wrong. The son succeeded. Not just that, but he even locked his father away because of his
hatred.”
"Locked away? Why did the son lock the father away?"
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