Even After Death Novel (Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller) novel Chapter 334

Chapter 334

Olivia took it easy for two more days. As long as her phone was on, Chris’ messages would keep coming in, so she turned it off.

She lay in the soft and spacious bed as she looked at the horizon.

Although the island was a great place, she kept thinking of Ethan’s words. She wondered when he would come and take her back to the city. She was eager to go back.

She had time to wait, but the same couldn’t be said for Jeff. It was almost time for his operation. She called Ethan again.

“What’s wrong?” Ethan sounded tired.

“I want to go back now, Ethan.”

“Give me some time. I’ll come get you myself.”

“But… I want to go back now.”

“I need some more time.” Ethan couldn’t let her know what he was doing. He could only guarantee her safety after he cleared out all the threats in the city.

“But if there’s something you have to do, you can tell me,” Ethan said patiently.

Olivia didn’t want too many people to know about Jeff’s condition, so she didn’t tell him.

“It’s nothing. I’m just worried about my dad. I haven’t heard any news about him.”

“Liv, he’ll be safe as long as you don’t show yourself. Wait for me on the island.”

Ethan had had his men look into what happened that night. The people who took Jeff seemed to be from Toxic Hive as well. He didn’t understand why one organization would send two different groups for the same job.

The entire matter seemed to be shrouded in mist. The truth was right before his eyes, but Ethan couldn’t seem to grasp the whole story.

He thought about the cleaner that was responsible for cleaning his office. She cared about him a lot. Once, he was sick and had a sore throat while at work.

The cleaner heard him cough and brought him some stew the next day, which she said was good for the thr

Ethan didn’t have the heart to turn down her kindness, so he drank it on the spot. The curious thing was that his coughing stopped on the same day. Usually, it would take at least two days to recover from that, even with cough medicine.

There were plenty of other instances like this. The cleaner cared about Ethan and didn’t want to see him hurt.

But the care she showed wasn’t that of romantic love. It felt more like the love of a family member. That was why Ethan had always been good to her. He never looked down on her even though she was a cleaner.

Brent saw Ethan frowning and said, “Mr. Miller, it’s getting late. Why don’t you get some rest?”

“I’ll go over these for a little while longer.”

He thought he had missed something.