Chapter 681
Darrell had completely revealed his true colors. He didn’t hide his arrogance at all, which was a
far cry from Ethan’s solemn calmness.
He slowly walked up to Olivia, extending a hand toward her. “Glad to be here, Olivia.”
Meeting his malicious gaze, Olivia didn’t reach out. Instead, she walked past him and helped
Harold up. “Grandpa, I’ll take you back to your room.”
Harold nodded as he slowly got up to leave. Edmund felt helpless as he looked at Harold’s wizened
figure.
“Grandpa, are you seriously going to accept his conditions?”
“We don’t have any news of Ethan for now. If Darrell is telling the truth, then that’s the only thing I
can do. But don’t worry.
“I’ve already given Ethan many of the important properties and shares many years ago. Even if I
acknowledge Darrell’s identity, the properties are all under Ethan’s name.
“Darrell won’t be able to get them.”
Harold’s eyes were gleaming cunningly as well. “His only betting chip is Ethan. He wants Ethan to
stay alive more than us so that he can use Ethan for negotiations.
“Of course, there’s also the possibility that the video he showed us was faked. I agreed to him only
as a makeshift plan. If Ethan isn’t in his hands, then we have to locate Ethan as soon as possible.”
But Harold knew that it was a very slim possibility. If Darrell wasn’t confident enough, he
wouldn’t have made that move.
“Don’t give up, Olivia. We have to believe in Ethan.”
“Yeah.”
Olivia helped Harold back into his room. After lying down on a reclining chair, Harold finally felt a
little better.
“Olivia, light a calming candle for me. My head hurts too much.”
“Alright, Grandpa.”
Olivia went to the rack. Other than containers of tea, it also housed some handmade candles.
She wasn’t quite familiar with candles, so she searched the rack.
Her elbow accidentally knocked over a box.
Some fragrant spices spilled from the box, along with a photo that was placed in the box.
Olivia picked it up. Before she could see it properly, Harold shot up and snatched the photo from
her hand.
The photo was yellowed, so it must have been around for some time. Olivia caught sight of a
young woman in a cocktail dress, and the woman’s face seemed to be quite pretty.
But before Olivia could look at it in detail, Harold snatched the photo away. Seeing Harold’s stern expression, Olivia couldn’t help but ask, “Grandpa, is it a photo of Grandma when she was young?”
Harold mumbled in response, “Just go out for now. Edmund will come over later to handle these
things.”
Olivia felt that Harold’s reaction was a little weird. He seemed to be very concerned about the
photo, and when she asked if it was Eugenia, he couldn’t give a clear answer.
Sadly, the photo was too old, so it wasn’t clear enough. Olivia couldn’t see the woman in the photo
well.
Then, she thought about it. Not everyone would stay with their first love forever. The woman
might be an unreachable presence for Harold.
Olivia couldn’t be bothered about those trivial things, though. The most important thing right now was to figure out Ethan’s whereabouts. She had to know if he truly was in Darrell’s hands.
After Olivia left, Harold carefully placed the spices back into the box. As he touched the photo
with his fingers, a gentle expression flashed across his face.
“Ms. Nat, I don’t even know if you’re still alive. It’s been so many years…’
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After looking at the photo for a while, he put it back with the spices. This time, he took the box
and placed it in the safe, sealing it off forever.
The box was like that period in his past, completely hidden in the dark.
It seems Ethan only ever married Olivia to take revenge for what happened to his little sister. While Olivia is plagued by her sickness, he holds her chin and says coldly, “This is what your family owes me.” Now, she has no family and no future.
Her father becomes comatose after a car accident, leaving her with nothing to live for. Thus, she hurls herself from a building. “The life my family owes will now be repaid.” At this, Ethan, who’s usually calm, panics while begging for Olivia to come back as if he’s in a state of frenzy …
