Even After Death novel (Olivia and Ethan) novel Chapter 1624

Dark clouds layered even before the night dawned. It was going to rain soon.

Olivia rushed to the mansion in the suburbs. Before she arrived, she could already see men guarding the area.

Other than men from the Fordham family, some bodyguards worked for the Miller and Heath families.

It was Jacqueline's "honor."

Men from three families watched the vicinity. Not even a rat could sneak into the building.

Kelvin opened the car door. Ethan got out of the car with Willow in his arms.

She was an independent child, but he was used to carrying her around.

"Mr. Miller, Mrs. Miller, Ms. Willow." It warmed Kelvin's heart to see them together.

Everyone knew what kind of hardships they had gone through to come this far.

Finally, there was a rainbow after the rain.

"How's Jacqueline doing?"

"Ms. Leia is inside. She doesn't allow us to enter, but…" Kelvin paused momentarily. "I don't think Jacqueline's doing fine. We can hear her screaming from the outside. Ms. Leia is one cruel woman."

Olivia had experienced Leia's mercilessness firsthand. If Leia interrogated Jacqueline using the same method she used on Olivia, would Jacqueline be able to handle it?

Olivia wondered how Jacqueline would feel.

She looked at Willow. "Willow, I still have something to do. Could you wait for me with your father here?"

The spider web was shaking due to the vigorous movement of the moth. At the edge of it stood a huge black spider staring at the moth quietly as if it was gloating at the moth's actions.

A scream filled the air, adding spookiness to the old mansion.

Olivia opened the door and blocked Willow's view by standing in front of her. The room was dark as the lights weren't turned on. Only a ray of sunlight shone into the room from the window.

There were two people in the room. One of them was kneeling while the other was standing. The person standing was Leia. Olivia could only see her back, not her expression.

Jacqueline was on her knees. Red liquid painted the floor beneath her. The room reeked of the smell of blood.

Iron chains fettered her limbs. She slowly lifted her head at the sound of the door opening. Her cascading hair covered her face, revealing only a pair of eyes. They seemed lifeless. A streak of blood adorned the corner of her lips, and she looked feeble.

"You've come."