Even After Death Novel (Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller) novel Chapter 1259

Wayne snapped his fingers in front of Olivia. "Snap out of it. What's on your mind?"

Olivia returned to reality and found an excuse as she looked at Wayne. "I was just marveling at how prestigious your identity is."

"You've found out?" Wayne inquired.

"I heard someone address you as the president. Your free access to Dexim City, your private jet, and this palace—I guessed as much quite some time ago," Olivia confessed. She'd be foolish to pretend any further.

Seeing her composed expression, Wayne remarked, "If you know who I am, aren't you afraid of me? Others fear me to death."

"I was scared at first. But if you really wanted to kill me, you wouldn't have waited till now. So, I'm not afraid. Besides, didn't you say you'd reward me once I've cured you?" Olivia reasoned.

No wonder her attitude toward him had softened. It was all for money.

Wayne huffed coldly. "So, you love money that much?"

"I doubt there's anyone in the world who doesn't like money. Besides, with this money, I can provide a comfortable life for my children. Don't worry, I'll take good care of you," Olivia assured him, giving a noble reason for her change in attitude.

In Wayne's eyes, she was merely a fragile mother striving for her family's livelihood.

"By the way, do you need a body massage? You must be exhausted these days," Olivia offered.

Wayne glanced at her. "That's kind of you. Weren't you indifferent toward me before?"

Olivia rubbed her hands together. "Um, if I do a bit more, could you perhaps pay me a bit more?"

"Money-grubber," Wayne muttered under his breath before he sat up. He then added, "That depends on your performance."

Olivia was fully focused on pleasing him. His arm wound had healed, so she had no reservations about removing his jacket.

He lay in the middle of the large bed. To undress him better, Olivia removed her shoes, climbed onto the bed, and kneeled before him. Her fingers deftly unbuttoned his shirt.