Chapter 11 Olive Has a Chil
“And?” Trevor clearly hadn’t expected Connor to investigate Olive. He had planned to call Clavin to check when exactly she was released from prison
“olive got out two months ago. On the day she was released, she went to the cemetery to visit Mr. Swanson Senior’s grave. Then she went to Stratusville.
“Because of her criminal record, no company would hire her. That’s why she’s working at a place like Reign,” Connor said lightly, a hint of sympathy in his eyes.
After all, she had once been so brilliant in Torsville.
Trevor’s only response to Connor’s words was an indifferent be.
Tony, the manager at Reign, said her hands and feet are crippled, and she can only manage basic movements. Connor spoke quietly, but his woods made Trevor
Her hands and feet were crippled?
Olive used to be so proud and bright. She was gifted in both plano and dance, and her musical talent was exceptional. By the time she was 20 years old, she had already held a solo piano concert.
And now her hands were mined?
Trevor couldn’t hide his shock. He namowed his eyes and asked coldly, “How could that be?”
Connor smiled wryly “Trevor, do you think a place like a prison would treat someone as proud and headstrong as Olive kindly?”
Trevor chuckled at that. “She got what she deserved!”
“Oh, by the way, Trevor,” Connor added, “did you sleep with her the years ago?
Trevor frowned and asked, “Why?”
“Olive has a little girl around four years old with her.
As soon as Connor said that, he felt a sudden chill coming off Trevor. The latter’s eyes had darkened dangerously.
That night, five years ago, when she set him up, Trevor had watched her take the pills. There was no way that child could be his.
But if the child wasn’t his, then whose was it?
Could it be Luca’s?
The possibility of it made his chest tighten with a wave of irritation, and fury bummed in his eyes
Hordare Olive do that?
Houdane sha
The next mominc.
“Momany, I don’t want eggs. I don’t want to eat it! Solana sat at the table, starting at the boiled eggs in her bowl with a look of disgust.
Olive frowned and said disapprovingly, “Solana, what have I told you?”
“I can’t be picky with food,” Solana said softly, looking at Olive pleadingly.
“Hurry up and finish it. After you’re done, I’ll take you to the marine park to see the penguins, olay?” live smiled and reached out to put her head.
At the mention of the marine park, Solana’s eyes lit up. She obediently fished the egg and said, “Memmy, I’m done!”
“You‘ such a good girl!” Olive remarked.
She smiled and got up, then began clearing the dishes. Just as she carried them into the latchen, the doorbell rang
“Lana, go answer the door and see if Ma. Poster is here!”
Solans listened and hurried over to the door. When she opened it, she saw two men standing there.
With curiosity in her bright eyes, she stated straight at Trevor and Connor
“Mister, who are you looking for? I don’t know you!” she asked
Trevor looked at the little gid before him, and his gaze grew icy. Her eyes did resemble Olive’s
Before could speak, Oliver’s voice came from inside.
“Lana, isn’t that Ms. Foster at the door?”
