Chapter 749
He pressed Olivia so hard that she could not breathe and could only look blankly at him.
Hearing a familiar engine sound, she suddenly snapped back to herself. She pushed John away and swore, “You pervert. You're shameless!"
Seeing that she tried to run away, John yanked her back and looked at her with a half-smile. ’How am I shameless? Hmm?"
He knew Zac's car was back and that Zac might see them, but this ignited his desire to conquer her.
It was only when he saw her flustered that he felt some sense of existence.
Olivia's face went cold as she bit him hard on the hand. "Remember who you are. You're Mr. Freeman, and I'm Mrs. Quinton!"
With that said, she glared at him, slammed the door shut, and walked straight toward Zac.
As Wilbur lifted Zac out of the car, she trotted over and wheeled his wheelchair. She looked down and whispered, "How was your day at Quinton Group? Did anyone bully you? Did you eat?"
Dumbfounded by her questions, Zac smiled. "Liv, I'm not that fragile. Don't worry."
With that said, he caught a glimpse of the Maybach out of the corner of his eye. "Where have you been today?"
For some reason, Olivia felt guilty. Her hands broke into a cold sweat as she held the wheelchair.
Without hearing her voice, Zac turned around to glance at her. "Liv?"
Olivia caught her breath and gathered her thoughts. “Oh, today is my mother's birthday. I went to the cemetery."
"Did you see Ian?'
"Yeah, I did. And we had a barbecue together."
"I smelled it."
"Huh?"
Olivia's eyes widened. "Is it strong?’
Zac chuckled. "A little."
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