The Stolen Life- My Mother Gave My Fiancé to Her Favorite Student novel Chapter 103

Olivia could take the hard work–she wasn’t afraid of it—but that didn’t mean she was going to settle for a life stuck in the middle of nowhere forever.

She was going to prove to everyone that even out here in Lakewood County, she could still thrive.

Soon, she began brainstorming ways to make money.

The real reason folks in the village stayed poor wasn’t just the lack of resources–it was their mindset. Most believed the only way to survive was to till the land.

But Olivia had grown up in a different world. Her relationship with her father might’ve been strained, but she still picked up a few things from his capitalist ventures over the years.

She just hadn’t quite figured out how to get started when an unexpected visitor showed up.

A compact sedan rattled its way down the dirt road into the village, drawing everyone’s attention.

“Holy smokes, that’s a real car!”

“Who’s driving that? Some big–shot from the city? You don’t see cars like that around here, not unless you head into town.”

“If I had one of those, you’d better believe I’d be the king of this village!”

The gossip buzzed through the air as the car came to a stop near the village entrance. A tall man in uniform stepped out, and the murmurs only got louder.

A soldier.

me of the elders hadn’t seen one of those in decades, and most of the younger folks had only ard stories. To them, anyone in uniform was a real somebody.

village chief, Mr. Melvin Tate, hurried forward with a big grin.

“Sir! You looking for someone? These roads are not that great–we can help with whatever you need.”

There was a deep–rooted respect here for the military. Most of their fathers or grandfathers had fought in wars. Soldiers were honored guests.

Jack took in the rundown surroundings, his jaw tightening. He couldn’t believe Richard had really

sent Olivia to a place like this.

Even Camp Liberty–basic as it was–had running water and electricity. But here? You had to haul

water in buckets, patch power from neighbor to neighbor, and every bulb felt like it cost a fortune

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He couldn’t hold it in anymore. He stepped forward voice sharp and cutting through the summer

air.

“Olivia!”

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