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For a brief moment, I even wondered if she simply wished to make me suffer. Before I could respond, she continued. “She was pushed from the cliff.” “She was meant to sink into the abyss.” “She was meant to perish.” “She was meant to die.” “But…” “Destiny called to her.” “And fate wrapped its wings around her.” Her voice softened ever so slightly as she spoke those final words. “So…” “The old and naïve Olivia died that day.” “She was buried alongside the girl who endured humiliation, betrayal, and endless suffering.” My breathing became uneven. “Which means…”

Alexander replied. “Why on earth did Mr. Theo even snitched on his favorite grandson?” Sapphire asked. “He wouldn’t have done that if he had known that Oliver would lose his memories. Oliver worked together with Sheila and Sebastian to kidnap Arielle without his grandfather’s consent, he had been up to no good and maybe the old man wanted to teach him some kind of lesson, so sent him behind bars.” “Too bad now, the old man died of a heart attack this morning and the entire family is in uproar. I doubt if any of them would remember Oliver, he wasn’t particularly kind to the rest of the family.”

“Oliver, what the hell?! What sort of question is that?” He shrugged as if he hadn’t just asked me an outrageous question. I'd heard bits and pieces that Oliver's mother, Delilah, had died in an accident years ago. "I know it was an accident.” “That's what everyone believes. But I know the truth." “Oliver-”

Oliver ordered him, but it didn't break him. "I...I can't..." He replied hesitantly. He loved his business more than his life and didn't want all those dark secrets to come out, for they could destroy everything. "I'm asking one last time... WHO IS IT!!?" Oliver lost his temper. The man on the gunpoint stayed quiet and didn't even move a little. He lowered his head and just waited for his death. "Sorry then..." Oliver said one last time before he pulled the trigger. The bullet went into his head, causing immediate death. Oliver didn't even flinch or have a disturbed expression on his face after killing that guy.

"Ophelia died in 1996." Olivia's heart skipped a beat. Her mind raced. 1996. The same year Asher had been born.

He closed his eyes, tears constantly spilling from the corners, wetting his eyelashes. Oliver couldn't help but sniffle: "When someone dies, forgiveness becomes meaningless. Boss, medical science is very advanced now. Three years ago, there was already a team specifically researching cancer. If you accept treatment properly..." Percival interrupted him in a hoarse voice: "If I accept treatment properly, can I grow old with her?" Oliver's silence was the answer. Percival laughed bitterly: "Maybe I should have died long ago. Died in that car accident when I was five, died in the icy water when I was twenty-one, or gone with Eulalia when she was burned to death in that fire."

He suddenly reached out to hug me. Oliver was three years younger than me. He was mischievous but very close to me. He would follow me wherever I went. Sophie always said that if it were not for the three-year age difference, she would think that he was my son. I got a little upset too. I told myself not to cry, but my tears ultimately fell onto Oliver’s hair. When Zach came in, both Oliver and I were already crying together. He was sobbing in my embrace as he said, “Cassia, please don’t die…”

— I started to throw up and my dad helped me up, raising my head. —I know how hard this is for you, and I won't even touch on the subject of captivity. But as a father you must already know what I felt when I found you. Oliver did not die that day because he was also wanted by the secret service and had important information to reveal. I would have ended his life myself. — What if he comes back? — Do not worry. He is dead.

Cole replied with irritation, “Nicola hired someone to run me over and then pretended to save me. She tricked me into loving her, so she deserves karma. I only made Oliver pray and fast for a few days. Is that worth getting angry about? Ashley hasn’t been eating well, so I need to take care of her. Tell Nicola to stop causing trouble.” Starve for a few days? Even a healthy adult would be in trouble if they starved for seven days, let alone Oliver, who had a heart condition and whose legs were worn down to the bone. Harry coughed violently, blood staining his lips, before collapsing. “The Jackman family is doomed…” He was rushed to the hospital, and I took Oliver home. I needed to change his

“Except the people who actually lived with him.” I don’t say anything. I just wait. “I was fifteen when he died,” Oliver continues, voice quieter now, eyes distant. “Liver failure. Too much drinking, too little regret. But before that… before he went, he made every day of my life hell.” Oliver swallows again. His jaw is tight.