Even After Death

Chapter 220

Sophia was astonished. It was the first time she had heard such outrageous statements.

“You … You dare call Mr. Miller by his given name? How dare you?”

“Is he a god or a martyr? Why can’t I say his name?” Not only did Olivia dare to say his name. She also dared to hit him.

Not only that, she’s also held the company’s shares. Ethan gave her some of the shares before they were divorced.

She didn’t have to work a day in her life. The dividends from the shares were already a hefty sum.

She didn’t need to sleep with Lincoln for some measly commission.

“You’re still young. You don’t know how harsh reality can be. You’ll know how little control over life you have when you’re at

my age.

“If you’re still angry about me picking on you before, I’ll apologize. Sometimes, I have to do things I don’t want to as the team leader.”

Olivia was amazed. Sophia was a salesperson through and through. Forceful tactics didn’t work, so she tried a softer approach.

“Olivia, are you thinking of your boyfriend? Sleeping with clients is a common occurrence. Your boyfriend might be doing similar things for work, too.

“Men need to keep up a facade, but so do women.

“The perfect relationship doesn’t exist. Every relationship has its woes these days. Don’t be too love- centric as a woman. Money is the most important thing.”

Sophia sighed and said, “Olivia, I’ve been through it all. I’m not trying to hurt you.

“We women need to acquire power by ourselves. Men are always unreliable.”

“You’re right about that, Ms. Linden.”

Olivia looked at Sophia with clear eyes.

Under Sophia’s expectant gaze, Olivia patted her shoulder and said, “I’ll cheer for you. I hope you can steer clear of bad relationships and climb the ladder on your own merit.

“Good luck tonight. Hope you don’t have too hard a time handling Mr. Lincoln and his pot belly.”

Sophia lost her patience. She tried talking to Olivia for so long, but Olivia didn’t listen to anything she said.

“Olivia Fordham, who do you think you are? How dare you belittle Mr. Lincoln?

“Mr. Miller has a toned body. But do you think he would even look at you?”

Olivia thought she, of all people, was qualified to speak about Ethan.

She thought about Ethan and Marina entering the elevator together a while ago. They were probably having a good time in the room that used to be hers.

She smirked and said, “I won’t even care if he came before me, stripped, and showed me his abs.

“Why would I care if he’d look at me or not?”

“Okay, you’ve got guts, Olivia. I’ll make you come running back to me in tears!”

Sophia walked away after she said that.

Olivia rolled her eyes and said, “Crazy bitch.”

Olivia suddenly heard the sound of a lighter coming from behind her. It was very loud in the deserted corridor.

Someone had heard her conversation with Sophia.

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It was such an awkward moment. Olivia wanted to run without looking back.

A familiar masculine voice rang beside her as she was preparing to walk away. “Don’t even think about it.”

She turned around stiffly when she heard the voice. She saw Ethan’s familiar face.

He was leaning on a white pillar and playing with his lighter. His icy gaze fell on her face. Olivia felt a chill just from that.

This was even more awkward than if a stranger had overheard.

Olivia raised her hand and said with a stiff expression, “Hi, M-Mr. Miller. What a coincidence.”

She wondered why he was here instead of being in bed with Marina.

Ethan put away his lighter and approached Olivia.

He stood before her and said, “It’s not a coincidence. I came here specifically for you.”

Olivia blinked and said, “Weren’t you with Marina?”

Ethan grabbed her hand and dragged her into the private elevator. Olivia’s body was pressed against the side of the elevator. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Ethan slowly leaned in.

He said through gritted teeth, “Olivia Fordham, are you never going to approach me if I don’t seek you out?”