Chapter 296
“Sis Liv, why don’t I tell you a story?”
Zyla snuffled and leaned on the bedside. She looked tearfully at Olivia, who was pale. “17 years ago, I was kidnapped by human traffickers and taken to a dark house, where I met you.”
“You were only about ten years old at the time, but you forgot your fear and protected me repeatedly when you saw me, who was younger than you.
“Remember? One time, they refused to feed me because I cried.
“You secretly hid half of your buns and slipped them to me after they left.
“Another time, you protected me when they were beating me up. You got injuries all over and were forced to starve with me.”
Zyla was already sobbing at this point. She held Olivia’s hand and shouted repeatedly, “Sis Liv, please wake up.
“You got me, Mr. Quinton, and your brother. You’ve got us. Stop sleeping, okay?”
After who knew how long, Zyla’s voice was already hoarse, but there was still no response from Olivia.
Therefore, she shut up and only looked quietly at the person on the bed.
Zyla even made up her mind.
If Olivia became a vegetable, she would kill Dorothy, even if it meant going to jail.
With that in mind, she suddenly spoke up. “Sis Liv, aren’t you going to get revenge on Dorothy? Do you want to grant her wish?”
Olivia thought she was in endless darkness when she suddenly heard a familiar
voice.
‘Who is it?’
She thought long and hard but could not remember. However, the voice kept ringing
in her ears like a curse.
‘Shut up! How noisy.’
She covered her ears to stop listening, but she heard it anyway.
‘I’m sleepy. I want to sleep. Stop talking, okay?’
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