Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller Chapter 1582-Olivia was stunned. She looked at Kelvin and repeated, “She had plastic surgeries?” “Yes, that’s right.”
Before this, Olivia wondered why Jacqueline looked similar to her. Did David have something to do with this?
Now, Olivia finally knew why.
She flipped through the records.
Jacqueline had her first plastic surgery at 13 years old. Following that, she fixed her features once every year. Then, she began to maintain the results in her 20s.
No wonder no one had suspected her.
It all happened during her school days when she used to stay at the dorm.
She returned home half a year later, and everyone simply thought that she was blooming in age. They said she took after David more as she aged.
Who would’ve known that it was the result of medical technology?
Perhaps Olivia was still safe at that time because Jacqueline had to fix her face according to Olivia’s.
Once Olivia was deemed useless, the assassination began.
Olivia smirked. “I’m going to skin her alive.” “Mrs. Miller, if she’s the mastermind, she should have a bullet hole on her back. We went to their nest before, where she managed to escape in the end. But she took a shot.” “Find out the truth.”
Olivia’s eyes were dark. Her past life had been hell.
Although Ethan did hurt her, someone had been manipulating the game behind the scenes, turning her life into a mess. Those days were painful.
At the same time, Jacqueline took Olivia’s place and received love from the Fordham family. Yet, in the end, Jacqueline hurt them.
Rage rushed through Olivia’s being.
“We’ll find out the truth, Mrs. Miller. Don’t worry.” “Keep an eye on her.
Everyone’s on the move lately, so she won’t just sit still and do nothing. It’s best not to alarm her.” “Okay.”
Olivia massaged her head due to a headache.
“Liv, are you okay?” Ethan quickly helped her sit down.
She shook her head. “I think it’s because I haven’t been taking a break these days.”
These days, she had been busy helping out the Fordhams. The truth was too much of a shock to her too.
Looking at her reddened eyes, he sighed. “Get some rest. I’ll inform you once we discover anything.”
She interlocked his hand. “I’m worried about Avery. The enemy has planned this for a long time. It won’t be easy to take them down. Regardless, you mustn’t get involved in this.”
After all, that was the Fordhams’ territory. If they couldn’t put an end to it, that meant there was a limit to what Ethan could do.
Even though he had the Procters as a backer, Brandon was one of the Procters.
Ethan didn’t know if there was a mole within the family.
If he revealed something and alarmed the enemy, things would be bad.
“All we can do now is wait.”
Olivia didn’t want to leave any regrets.
“Everything will be fine,” Ethan comforted.
Avery was her only hope. She wished him the best.
In a villa outside the city, David was saved in time. His life wasn’t in danger for now.
Deborah studied the handsome man, her eyes smitten with obsessive affection.
Despite his age, he didn’t have a beer belly.
He was fit and tall. Maturity had added solemnity to his features too.
The scarce wrinkles made him look wiser, and she loved him more than she ever had.
