Olivia couldn't make out Ethan's expressions anymore, but she felt that he was smiling.When Ethan had finished speaking, he looked at Brent. "Is the speedboat not ready yet?"He wouldn't let Olivia leave just like that. But had just finished talking when his sight turned black. He collapsed out of the blue.It was entirely within expectations. After all, Ethan hadn't slept or eaten properly for so many days. He had a fever as well.Brent watched the speedboat getting farther away. He sighed helplessly."Run away, Mrs. Miller," he thought.Ethan's words still lingered in Olivia's mind. The speedboat had traveled a long way, but she couldn't feel any warmth in her body.She sat where she was, curled up into a ball. Her soul seemed to have been sucked out.Crouching in front of her, Jack gave her some tea. It was only then that she felt warmth. "If you're scared, I can send you back."Olivia took a sip. The sweetness chased away some of the darkness in her heart."I don't want
Olivia would feel much better staying on the island.She didn't want to leave for the time being, no matter what reason it was.She watched as the sky turned from dark to bright. As the sun rose, Olivia strolled around the island.Everyone was nice to her. They enthusiastically invited her into their homes for breakfast. They also thanked her for delivering some supplies.Jerry went out even earlier than Olivia. He sat by the beach as he doodled with the art supplies she bought.His youthful and handsome face was filled with excitement. "Ms. Olivia, how's this?"He had never formally learned to draw before, but he was talented beyond belief.His black and white drawings in the past were amazing enough. So now that he could color them, they looked even better.Olivia nodded, feeling comforted. "You draw very well."If such talent could be coupled with more knowledge, Jerry would be able to achieve big things in the future."You taught me well, Ms. Olivia. Will you keep staying
Jack swiftly led her into the forest. There was a treehouse in the forest, which Jerry showed her two days ago.Jack swept the fallen leaves away. Then, he led her into the underground secret base.It was completely dark underground, so Jack lit an oil lamp. The warm glow brightened up the whole base. When Olivia saw the things stored there, she was shocked."Are these all yours?" she asked, pointing at the firearms and weapons hanging on the wall.The man responded in a low voice without explaining too much. Grabbing a small handgun, he placed it in Olivia's hand."The truth always sides with the strong. No matter what happens in the future, you need a weapon to protect yourself."Touching the heavy gun, Olivia had a nervous look on her face. She gulped. "You're giving this to me?"Under the mask, Jack's dark eyes gleamed earnestly. He said in a cold voice, "If you can't escape, I hope that it'll be your final way out."He pointed the gun at his chest. "Remember this spot and
"Yes, that's it. Be more determined. If you don't have the resolve, you'll still be the one getting hurt next time. Remember your past."With a bang, Olivia fired the gun. Her arms turned numb. She wasn't used to the strong recoil yet.Even though she didn't hit the bullseye, she managed to hit the target."Well done. You have to believe in yourself."Jack stood behind her again, adjusting her posture. Then, he said softly in her ear, "Olivia, may you be your own sun in the future."You won't need to borrow light from anyone else. You were born with wings, so you should be soaring in the sky. Don't stay on the ground any further."Olivia looked at the target in the distance. She pretended that it was her current self.She didn't know when it started, but her brilliant self had turned meek. She couldn't do anything but be controlled by others.Not just Ethan, but even Olivia herself hated what she looked like right now.Shooting forward, the bullet hit the bullseye."See? This
A naked and strong body came into view. Jack's skin was a little darker than Ethan's, and it was genuinely tanned.His shoulders were broad, and his waist was slim. The muscles on his chest were well-defined. Like Ethan, there were some scars on his body as well.The water droplets rolled down his well-defined abs. The man was full of masculine charm.He held a cage in his arms. Behind him, the sun shone on the sea below, creating glowing ripples of light.Even though she couldn't see his face, she could sense the joy coming from his thin face."It's a huge harvest."Jack stepped onto shore with his bare feet. The seawater streamed down the legs of his combat pants. With his movements, his muscles were displayed clearly.Olivia couldn't help but look away. "I'll light a fire to roast the fish with.""Okay, then I'll gut the fish. We're in luck. We caught some crabs too."Olivia gathered some sticks and dried wood. She hastily brought the firewood back, but her stomach flipped.
"You haven't heard, have you? There have been helicopters flying around these parts for the past few days. Everyone in the helicopters wears black clothes and sunglasses. It's just like what they show on TV."Jack knew that something was wrong. Ethan must have come looking for Olivia.Hastily entering a small pharmacy, he bought the stuff they needed. Tom rushed in. "Bad news, Jack. The helicopters took off. They seem to be headed for our island."Taking the items, Jack said with a cold expression, "Hurry. We have to get there before they do."Tom looked at the helicopters above their heads. He sullenly gritted his teeth."Damn, it's much faster to fly than to go by sea. They've gotten so much farther ahead of us in such a short amount of time! Jack, hurry up and—"Tom wanted to urge Jack to hurry up, but he noticed that Jack was trying so hard to start the engine that it smoked.The boat leaped across the sea, sending huge splashes as it went. The speedboat was at its limit.J
Olivia finally knew why Ethan was so confident that he would find her. Even though Connor couldn't speak, he wasn't a fool. He had lived on this island for a week, so he recognized it!Thus, Ethan didn't have to waste his time searching every island. He only had to find the island that Connor reacted the most strongly to.Just like right now. Even before Connor got out of the helicopter, he waved his limbs excitedly. He kept mumbling, "Mama, Mama, Jerry, kitty …"He said all the words he knew.Carrying Connor in one arm, Ethan smiled coldly. "Looks like this is the place."Everyone stood ready for action. The other party had used firearms before, so they didn't dare take it too lightly.Kelvin had also stopped smiling like he usually did. He said something over the communicator. Soon, warships appeared on the surface of the sea. They proceeded to surround the island.Snipers were positioned high above. Other members of the special forces slid from the ropes of the helicopters in
Ethan opened the wooden door. The room had a simple layout, and all the furniture was made of wood.There was a small bed in the room, and a drawing board was placed next to it.The picture showed cherry trees under the moonlight. The island looked especially quiet in the moon's glow.The artist was extremely skilled. From a glance, Ethan could tell that Olivia had drawn the picture.He was overjoyed when he confirmed it. He had finally found her.There was also a thick pile of drawings at the side. Ethan calmly looked through them.A picture showed fishermen returning in the evening light. Smiles filled the faces of the women and children.There was a youth weaving straw hats while another painted in the morning sunlight. A man with a metal mask leaned against a cherry tree.Perhaps Olivia didn't mean anything when she drew it. But to Ethan, there was another meaning to this drawing.This was the man who took her away.Ethan had a cold air about him. He walked up to Martha w
Warren's pale face showed a hint of pleading. "Olivia, we've gotten to know each other better in the past two years. Have you ever loved me?"Hatred was evident in Olivia's cold eyes. "Never. I pray for your death every single second of my life.""I knew it." He smiled at that embittering answer. Karma had always been there. Another sound of a gunshot surprised the birds. A pool of blood splashed over the flowers. Warren stared at the picture on the gravestone. "Mona, I've returned everything that I owe you…"Olivia's gaze alternated between the two bodies. Her heart ached as she began crying. "It's finally over, Mona. Please rest in peace."She had been waiting for this day to come for too long. When the revenge was finally over, she felt hollow on the inside. …Yarrows reached their peak of beauty during the season, dancing along the wind. Willow was chasing after Zack, her bells ringing briskly. He teased, "You can't catch me!"After weaving a garland, Alicia bec
Warren was so blinded by love that he didn't realize that Olivia had spent the last two years setting this up.The moment he saw Olivia nestling in Ethan's arms, he knew that his identity had been exposed since the beginning.It was time to end all of this.Although the Fordham family had won the fight, they sustained heavy casualties. Brandon and Deborah, together with Jacqueline, had hurt and killed countless people. Quinn became a sacrifice, never waking up again despite her young age. Olivia placed a bouquet before Quinn's gravestone. "Rest in peace, Quinn. I'll take good care of the family. Don't worry."The breeze carried a leave before it landed on Olivia's shoulder, as though trying to respond to Olivia.Douglas reunited with the family, and Natalie was finally buried in peace. It was a private funeral, but Mason paid a visit. Mason and Douglas looked at each other. They were both important to Natalie, and they finally met each other after her death. With reddene
"Avery, what happened?" Olivia inquired.She had no clue what was happening and didn't dare to go anywhere close to Louis. The only person who she got close to was Avery."Stay away, Olivia! It's too dangerous!" Avery yelled worriedly. Louis shifted his gaze to Olivia. "My experiment is going to be successful soon. That's Natalie's descendant. She has Natalie's genes in her…"Olivia's eyes widened as she finally realized why Louis had been taking special care of her. Back then, she simply assumed that it was due to her health and talent, but it turned out that he had known her identity all along!The purpose of the human modification project was to resurrect Natalie! The thought of it gave her goosebumps.To think that he had made so many preparations just to resurrect Natalie…Even Olivia was deceived. She took the human modification project at face value; she didn't think much about it! "Let Natalie go, Louis. She's been gone for years. She could be watching us from up
Olivia arrived on the island. She noticed the change in the atmosphere this time around.It was the same old scenery, but the robots that once filled the island to the brim were gone. She expected to encounter some inspection robots upon arrival, but there weren't any.Ships were docking in lines by the seashore, and most of them belonged to private foreigner organizations and mercenaries. People were coming to the island!What happened?Was Louis in danger?Although Louis wished to transform her into a cyborg, she hoped he could live regardless. No matter what field it was, no one would come before an outstanding scientist like him. It would be a huge loss to lose him.Olivia grew worried. "Calm down, Liv. A lot of people came to the island, but I don't think it's a big issue for now," Ethan reminded her.He bet that the ships were loaded with ammunition. Still, the buildings on the island were intact, and nothing seemed to be destroyed. She disagreed, "No, there should
Mason and David had a long discussion by themselves. No one knew what they talked about.But it didn't matter because it was just an extra member joining the Fordham family anyway. That was it.On the other hand, Tatiana was a little worried. If the whole Fordham family were to be added to the family registry, would her children inherit less from the Heath family?Humans were born selfish. When the event actually came to pass, everyone would be thinking about their own benefit. However, the result of the discussion between David and Mason surprised everyone.Even though David wasn't acknowledged as one of the Fordhams, he wasn't planning to change his surname to Heath.He saw himself as a Fordham because his mother married Douglas.Nevertheless, he didn't mind his family being relatives with the Fordham family.Mason was a little disappointed, but he still respected David's decision because he knew how well Douglas treated David's family.Mason asked the Fordham family to sta
Olivia and the others returned to the Fordham family. Everything was going back on track under Avery's management. Sean's leg was recovering well. He could walk like a normal person, and he didn't have to pretend to be a cripple anymore. Troy would need more time to heal, but he was making progress.David clearly seemed better than he was before Olivia left. Everyone could still hardly believe that Jacqueline almost killed everyone in the family all by herself. When Olivia returned, David asked with concern, "Olivia, Avery said that you were cursed. How are you feeling right now?""Don't worry, Dad. I'm all better now. But we think that Jacqueline's dead in the sea," she assured.He hugged her. "It's alright. Your safety is all I hope for."It broke her heart to see how time had chipped away at his physique. It hadn't actually been that long since the family was in trouble. "Any news about Mom's whereabouts?" asked Olivia. "Avery found something, but he's still trying to
Alan brushed it over, but it was enough to leave Wendell in shock. Wendell imagined what kind of life Wayne had led before this. Growing up in a slum where all kinds of people lived… People like them had never really owned anything anyway, so they wouldn't feel the pain of loss…Ever since his wife passed away, Wendell didn't really care much about Alexander's upbringing. Wendell was merely generous when it came to spending money on Alexander. But once he reunited with his son, he realized how much it could hurt to be a parent. If that marriage arrangement was Wayne's wish, Wendell was hell-bent on making it happen.…Olivia was watching the sunset painting colors to the horizon by the seashore. Although Jacqueline was dead, Olivia didn't feel happy, not even one bit. So what if the mastermind was dead? The Fordham family was still in disarray, and no one knew where Shana was.Olivia sighed softly. "You're too young to be sighing like that." Wayne suddenly appeared next
Wendell felt helpless. He was seriously down on luck.Instead of his son, he thought that he had found himself a bossy superior. It was a heartfelt reunion after 30 years of separation, and yet the first thing Wayne talked about was an announcement about his marriage rather than expressing words of concern for his family. If it were any ordinary woman, Wendell wouldn't have minded it. But the person he insisted on marrying was none other than Olivia! She was a divorced woman with four kids!On top of that, Olivia's ex-husband was Wendell's nephew! The divorced couple was somewhat entangled with each other too.Ethan and Wayne were both dear to him. What should he do? Wendell was at his wit's end. Ignoring Wendell's dilemma, Wayne handed him a cigarette. But Wendell refused, "I quit it."Wayne lit a cigarette and squatted on the ground. Instead of a ruler of a land, he appeared more like a construction worker. Wendell massaged his forehead at that. How had his son grown
Wendell had been frail all his life. He never imagined that his biological son would have been missing for so many years. What surprised him more was that Wayne had grown up well despite hardships. Still, there seemed to be something off about this son of his.They were father and son who had been separated for years. Now that the truth was revealed, shouldn't they be hugging each other in tears of joy? Why did Wayne show no joy in reuniting with his father but seemed interested in his identity as the son of the Procter family—or more precisely, the marriage arrangement between the Procter family and the Fordham family?""Son, things are a bit complicated right now. We need to take our time to discuss this thoroughly—""Am I not your son?" Wayne's restless temperament was exactly the same as his mother's. There was no chance of dissuading him. There was only one thing in his head. He felt fortunate that he had run a background check on the ties between both families. Otherwise