Even After Death

Olivia did her best to treat Sean while she secretly looked for sources of the poison.

When she woke up early in the morning, she noticed that Troy was still working.

His fingers, with well-defined joints, were holding a pencil, which he used to sketch and scribble on the paper.

From time to time, he would grab pieces of cloth to practice patterns on.

"Mr. Troy, were you up for the whole night?" It was only then that Troy woke up from his stupor.

He turned to look outside.

The sun was beginning to rise just then.

He had a shocked look on his face.

"I can't believe it's already sunrise." When Troy started working, he just wouldn't stop.

Olivia could see her teacher's shadow in him.

Her teacher was devoted to medical research, whereas Troy was devoted to design.

Olivia had suspected Troy before.

After all, he was the only sibling who managed to escape misfortune.

However, Troy was too pure, and he was passionate about design.

Olivia didn't think that he would have the thought or patience to harm his own siblings.

Ruling out Avery, Troy, Sean, and Quinn, only two people were left on the list of suspects: the fourth child, Vox Fordham, and Jacqueline.

However, Vox was too mysterious, and there were only a few meager lines of information on him.

Members of the branch families might have motives, but judging by the conditions, it wouldn't be that easy for them to spend so much effort on it.

After all, they would be scheming against several people at the same time for years.

Olivia felt like she was part of a suspense drama.

"Mr. Troy, if you keep staying up late like this, it'll cause great damage to your body over time." "I have no other choice.

I'm running out of time for the show, and I can only stay up late to catch up on progress.

"I'll be submitting these outfits for a competition, so I can't afford to be careless." He was a son of the Fordham family, and he owned countless riches since birth.

However, instead of depending on the Fordhams, he depended on his seriousness toward work.

Olivia was quite impressed by him.

"I won't bother you, then.

Take care." Olivia went upstairs.

Sean happened to be up as well.

Smiling, Olivia asked him about his sleep last night.

Sean looked slightly better than he did before she came.

Sleep was indeed a great medicine that could cure all ailments.

"Your candles are very effective.

I've been sleeping well for the past few nights." Olivia nodded.

"That's good to hear.

From today onward, other than acupuncture, you'll be drinking herbal soup too." "Dr. Fordham, can you really cure me?" Sean asked in a small voice.

Olivia had a determined look on her face.

"It's not up to me whether you can recover or not.

It's your call.

The immune system of the human body is the strongest medicine.

"If even you have given up on yourself, no one will be able to save you, no matter how powerful they are.

Mr. Sean, you have to find a reason to keep living." "Alright, Dr. Fordham." Olivia made some herbal soup for him that day. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Sean cooperated willingly, and he no longer looked down on her like he first did.

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Vance approached her from behind.

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Olivia returned to her senses.

As expected, the mastermind had people doing their bidding in this villa.

It was fine if they didn't do anything, but as soon as they took action, she would be able to grab the chance.

"Alright.

Remember, don't expose yourself.

Look into the maid next and figure out who she is working for.

"Since we have found one spy, there might be countless more.

Stay vigilant." "Understood." "Be careful when you dispose of the real herbs." "Alright." At that moment, the remnants of the herbs that were tossed away were sitting by Jacqueline's hand.

She held it to her nose and took a whiff.