Olivia Flaversham The Great Mouse Detective Novels & Stories

the voice said. “What is it?” Mr Blackwood asked. “I think you might have gotten yourself a mouse who’s been sniffing around” the voice said. “Then take care of it” Mr Blackwood said. “It’s not as easy as it was back then sir…….the mouse I am talking about is a detective” the voice said. “ A detective?” Mr Blackwood asked. “Yes sir, he was recently transferred and he’s been hell bent on your case…….I don’t know how or where but he got his hands on your product” the voice said.

Olivia welcome this side of her daughter. " Oh... Mom, I just want to set your mind at ease, it is not the first time that I am in this condition. But if that's what you prefer, then do be it." She assured her mother but her conviction is strong there is someone spying on them. The missing documents that she was about to return to it's hidden place. The mysterious shoes that doesn't belong to their elder housekeeper Marge. That stranger in the attic, what hat is her intensions in taking the documents. Why didn't she allerted her family herself when she saw Rachel lost her consciousness. Is she bad , an enemy, or someone whose just a curious player on these never ending revenge?

Olivia was a bit confused. "Doesn't Mrs. Murray feel like this child looks familiar?" Richard asked, and upon hearing this, Olivia looked at the photo again, her expression puzzled. The appearance of this child did indeed feel familiar to her, however, she still couldn't understand what she was thinking. "Since Mrs. Murray doesn't understand, why not flip through a few more pages?" Richard said. Upon hearing his words, Olivia immediately flipped through the photo album on her phone. When she looked at the second photo, she was completely stunned, and a few more after that, her shocked expression changed to one of anger.

Doctor Jessy said goodbye and then walked away, leaving Olivia with a questioning face. "Celine, you are all right, right?" Olivia only nodded briefly. He was still confused, why everyone around him felt strange. Moreover, they kept calling Celine's name. "What do you need, my granddaughter?" asked an old woman, whom Olivia believed was the grandmother of the man named Celine. "Mirror. I need a mirror." In order to ascertain what happened, Olivia needed a mirror. As far as he can remember, during the accident he was seriously injured. However, when his eyes glanced at the hands, he did not see that there was a scar on them at all.

Honestly, looking after a naughty princess is not easy but the presence of Olivia makes the house happier… … Olivia was playing in her room, she played with stars and some strange insects. There was a big bookshelf, Oliwen always tells her to read books and learn about the world but a little girl like Olivia rarely reads books. Then she heard someone’s footsteps and thought that was Oliwen. She walked out of the room and she saw a very strange woman. The woman looked beautiful, elegant, and smart. Olivia couldn’t help staring at her. Suddenly, Pure picked Olivia up.

Just when I sensed she was about to bite me, a shrill erupted. "Olivia, stop!" Olivia's grip on me lessened. With a deep scowl on her face, she turned. I followed her, and there about ten feet across was a lady. From how fast her chest heaved, it felt like she'd run a marathon. "Stop. Don't hurt him." She was a human. Yes, I could sniff her. "Lyons did it. He is the killer." Olivia didn't react, but morphed into her normal self. As if I hadn't widened my eyes enough, I gaped. The fact that Olivia was a wolf sat like bile on my tongue.

"Who is she?" Detective Kelvin whispered to Olivia. "She is the woman that I stay with, she must not meet us in this manner," Olivia said, as they quickly dressed up and acted like nothing happened. "Welcome Ma." Olivia opened the door, welcoming Marie. "Good morning Ma'am." Detective Kelvin greeted, extending his hand for a handshake. "Morning Sir," Marie answered, shaking Detective Kelvin. "This is Detective Kelvin, he is the one in charge of the case between George Roland and I. He has been really helpful." Olivia Smith said.

Could she have manipulated him to take part in whatever her scheme was? My blood continued to run cold, my heart pumping ice water into my veins since having spoken with Ms. Flora. What had been Olivia’s intent in trying to get Alice out of school? Had she wanted to kidnap her? To harm her? How much did Julian know? How complacent was he in this scheme? His words do little to ease my growing suspicions. “You truly think she would try something?” She already had tried something. And now, by Ms. Flora’s admission, Olivia knew the details of this trip. Ms. Flora had been well-meaning, but she’d told Olivia far too much.

The vase beside Olivia broke down. '' Shouldn't you just take her away instead of doing something like this?'' she gritted her teeth at the detective. He fixed his coat and replied,'' This is also part of my job. Now Ms.Lucy who was beside you?''. Lucy took a deep breath and replied,'' Olivia Benett, my sister.'' '' Just as I had thought. Let me tell you who the suspect is but before that,'' the detective winked something at Robin. Robin called,'' Please come in we need you.''

Olivia said. "Do you want me to make porridge?" Mia said. "Yeah, sorry to bother you," Olivia said. "That's my job Mrs. Olivia, can you open the door, so I can help you," Mia said. "No I'm fine, I'll be back to my room after this" Olivia said, she just sat on the floor and sniffed Liam's handkerchief, it made her nausea disappear, but she couldn't go on like that. It would be difficult for her once the scent on the handkerchief was gone.