Even After Death

The dogs either sat at one side or circled Willow, wagging their tails as though they were trying to fish for praise.

Olivia reminded, "She must've prepared something for defense.

Be careful." Vance opened the wooden door to reveal the wooden stairs that led one to darkness.

It seemed like a cellar basement.

The two men descended the stairs carefully.

A while later, they called, "Dr. Fordham, we found Mr. Sean.

But we don't see Ginger." Olivia took the stairs only to see Sean lying on a wooden bed.

There was no sight of Ginger.

Olivia's guess was right.

Taking Sean away was completely unplanned.

Ginger didn't expect Olivia to discover the truth so quickly.

She couldn't move Sean out of the village alone, so she hid him there.

Unfortunately for Ginger, Olivia found him almost immediately.

"Mr. Sean is fine.

He'll wake up when the day comes." "What do we do now, Dr. Fordham? Should we return?" "There's no need to rush.

Bring the men to track Ginger down.

She should still be in the village.

“We'll stay here until Mr. Avery's help comes.

Don't do anything reckless." After all, they were in the middle of the mountains.

The night vision was a problem.

If someone sneaked an attack, they might be wiped out.

Staying still and doing nothing could work sometimes.

Olivia and Willow guarded beside Sean.

Ginger wasn't found even after the sky lit up.

Olivia saw that coming.

Considering Ginger's identity, she wouldn't show herself now that she had given the game away.

Fortunately, Sean was safe and sound.

Olivia was calm.

Not long after, helicopters landed in the village.

In case things went south, Olivia sent Sean away first.

Some men were left behind in the village to look for Ginger.

By the time Sean woke up, he found himself in the villa.

He propped himself up.

His head felt heavy.

He could barely lift it.

"Mr. Lind." Reginald entered the room and handed clothes to Sean.

"You're finally awake, Mr. Sean." "when did we come back? What time is it? How did I get home?" "It's along story.

I shall let Dr. Fordham explain everything to you.

She's our savior, Mr. Sean.

If it wasn't for her, you could've..." Despite the grogginess, Sean could tell that something huge happened.

He took a simple shower and headed outside in his wheelchair.

It was the afternoon.

Willow was drawing in the yard as though nothing bad happened.

Olivia served a nutritious meal.

"You're up, Mr. Sean.

You must be hungry. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Dig in." She added the antidote to the food to stave off the drug.

"Dr. Fordham, about last night—" "Take one step at a time.

Eat first.

I'll tell you everything after that.

w Sean finished it in no time.

'You can tell me now, Dr. Fordham." She nodded and looked at Reginald.

"Mr. Lind, Willow said she wanted to go to the beach to collect seashells.

Could you take her there?" "Sure, Dr. Fordham," answered Reginald swiftly.

His response appeared odd to him.

Why was he so obedient to her? She didn't give off an imposing air intentionally, but there was something in the air around her that made others listen to her.

By the time he pulled his senses back, he already listened to her orders.