Chapter 242
The staff from the International Medical Association came to pick up Olivia.
She handed over her luggage, following the staff as she answered Gillian’s call.
“Is something the matter?” Olivia rubbed her forehead, feeling the fatigue that came from a long flight and the inability to rest adequately.
Gillian’s voice was frail and hesitant. “Olivia, I heard you’re in Mala now? I know I messed up before, but I’ve realized it. Can we meet? It’s at my current place, 23 Howell Street.”
Olivia, her tone cold and unwavering, responded without a hint of hesitation, “No, that’s not possible.”
Gillian, sensing the resolve in Olivia’s voice, hesitated for a moment before asking, “Why not? What’s changed?”
Olivia’s attitude remained detached as she explained, “I told you, you’re not right in the head. How did you even know I was in Mala? The timing is too coincidental. I just got off the plane, and you’re calling
me?
“To be honest, I do want to believe you, but there are too many inconsistencies in your story, and I can’t overlook them.”
Gillian, left pondering her own actions, found herself at a loss for words.
Ernesto, infuriated by the situation, couldn’t contain his frustration any longer and gave Saul a strong kick.
“You idiot messed it up again!” he growled, a mix of anger and disappointment in his voice.
Saul, on the other hand, hunched down in a corner, resembling a small, dejected balloon, as he realized the gravity of his mistake.
Stefan, observing the scene closely, quickly signaled Saul to leave the room, making it clear that they needed to change their approach. He then looked at Gillian, urging her to scream for help.
Gillian, shaken by it, hesitated for a moment and then cried out for help, quickly ending the call. After hanging up, Gillian nervously looked at Ernesto, her eyes filled with uncertainty, “Will she really
come?”
If it were in the past, Gillian was sure that Olivia would come to her rescue, even if it meant risking her life.
But now, Gillian was no longer certain.
She and Olivia had come to this point in their relationship, and there wasn’t much left of their former bond.
Ernesto nodded, trying to reassure her, “She will come. You know there’s no one more loyal and devoted than Olivia.”
Stefan immediately mobilized his team, planning to keep a close watch on Gillian’s previous residence, anticipating Olivia’s arrival.
They waited patiently from day to night and from night to day, but Olivia didn’t show up.
She didn’t even report the situation to the authorities.
Ernesto was so frustrated that he kicked a chair and asked Gillian to call Olivia once again.
Gillian quickly dialed, her heart pounding with anxiety, but the call couldn’t get through. It was clear she had been blocked.
She tried another phone, and this time, it connected.
“Why didn’t you come to rescue me?” Gillian questioned Olivia the moment she got through.
For some reason, this question came out almost instinctively.
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She felt wronged.
How could Olivia not come to rescue her? In the past, no matter what happened, Olivia would be there immediately, always by her side.
Gillian knew she could never go back to how things were with Olivia.
She understood this fact.
But when the situation really arose, and Olivia seemed to truly not care, Gillian realized that she couldn’t bear it.
“Olivia, how could you not care about me?” she thought.
Olivia was in the middle of eating, and she furrowed her brows after hearing Gillian’s words, her voice now tinged with impatience as she responded, “I have a lot of things to deal with, and I don’t have time for these make–believe games. Please don’t involve me in your childish games.”
Gillian chuckled softly and asked, “So, you’re not afraid that something might actually happen to me?” Olivia, growing impatient, replied, “You and Ernesto are together, right? Tell him my patience is running out, and he should stop provoking me.”
Before Gillian could respond, Ernesto snatched the phone. “How did you know I am here?”
Putting down her fork, Olivia calmly explained, “Back in the homeland, you had people loitering around the hospital, and then you suddenly flew to Mala. The logical connection was so obvious that only a fool wouldn’t notice.
“Besides, you’re one of the world’s top hypnotists. I’d appreciate it if you used your brain.
He fumed, shouting, “You were following me!”
He suppressed his laughter and sat on the sofa. “I want to hypnotize you.”
Wait, what the heck!
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