The Beginning Of All Sins novel (Olivia and Tyler) novel Chapter 431

Olivia didn't understand, but she could see why. With the Harrises, anything seemed possible, but she was truly scared.

She couldn't pinpoint the source of her fear.

There were noises outside, causing Alisa to look over and stop speaking. Once the sounds faded, she shook her head at Olivia, signaling her to never bring this up again, and then went to fetch a blanket for her.

Suddenly, someone entered the room, making Alisa turn to see a man at the door.

The maid clutched the blanket in surprise, wondering if what she had said was overheard...

Olivia looked at the door, shocked to see Tyler there. She quickly stood up, her face turning pale.

Having heard the conversation, Tyler looked sternly at Alisa, who stammered, "M-Mr. Tyler."

"Get out."

Alisa set down the blanket and hurried out.

Olivia was still breathing hard from the shock, while Tyler fixed his gaze on her and asked, "What were you talking about?"

Olivia tried to speak, but no words came out; her breathing only grew faster.

Beside the white couch was a metallic floor lamp casting a yellow light over them, making both their tall and slender figures stark against the background. Their shadows mingled on the wall. Olivia's shadow seemed to tremble in the embrace of Tyler's shadow, though in reality, they stood apart as he judged her.

"Have you seen the news?" Tyler then sat on the couch, crossing his legs, his black socks visible. His navy blue sweater added to his stern demeanor. "Even the maid advised you not to get involved."

He continued, "Do you know why my sister loved him so much she was ready to forsake everything to follow him around the world? She was a lady of this house, yet she chose to cook and clean for him. My family reluctantly accepted it."

His eyes then fell on a doll near his foot. He picked it up and looked it over.

The doll, which Olivia had won from a claw machine during school with her friends, was cherished by her, so much so that she brought it to the Harrises. Her friends always said it resembled her.

Tyler paused, studying the doll's face before setting it down and turning his attention back to Olivia. "Claude has to answer for Morgan's death. Do you understand?" he stated pointedly.

Olivia's mind went blank as Tyler sat, his gaze cold and piercing.