Chapter 25 I’d Rather Serve Those Men
Trevor casually tumed to Masle, who was standing off to the side. “Masie, go get one of your gowns for her.”
As soon as she heard that, Maste faced up. “Trevor, do you even realize she is the one who killed our mother?
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With that one command, everything shifted. No one could tell what he was planning.
A few minutes later, Masie reluctantly brought down a designer dress she’d just had shipped from Perly and handed it to olive.
Holding the gown, olive looked toward Trevor, who sat nearby. Her smile was full of biting sarcasm. “And what exactly is this supposed to mean, Mr. Horton?
“If you want your daughter back, then you’re coming with me to a banquet.” His voice was so cold that live involuntarily shuddered, but she didn’t show a trace of fear.
“That’s it?” she asked.
“That’s not all. Since you chose to degrade yourself and become a lounge singer, you’d better act like one. Didn’t you say you wanted me to introduce you to some clients‘ helping you.” His tone was low and cutting.
Hearing that, Olive staggered back a few steps. Her vision blurred with tears. But even so, a mocking smile still found its way to her lips.
“Great,” she said. “Thanks so much for your effort, Mr. Horton. 1 promise I’ll make sure you’re satisfied. Just give me back my child when you are.
“You’re right, Mr. Horton. This is the business I’m in. Why pretend to have any pride?
with that, she walked toward him step by step. When she reached his side, she bent down and whispered with a smirk in his ear, “Compared to you, at least those other men aren’t dirty
Then she turned and wallad toward the bathinom. The door slammed shut with a loud bang.
Trevor sat there, a strange emotion flashing through him before he could even grasp what it was. It vanished in an instant. But watching olive like that made him feel suffocated
Herwords kept echoing in his head.
She’d said even if she were to die, she’d do it somewhere he couldn’t see, because she didn’t want him to taint her path to the afterlife.
She’d said he was a stray who would still turn on others no matter how much they gave, and that no amount of love would ever be enough.
She’d said she’d rather serve other men than him, because they weren’t as dirty as him.
All those things she said kept piling up until they took him back to five years ago, right before she was sent to prison. Bloodied and broken, she’d looked him in the eye and said, “Trevor, the one thing I regret most in this life is falling in love with you If there’s a next life, I hope I never see you again.”
How did it come to this?
How did they end up here?
It had been her fault
She was the one who’d betrayed him during the hardest time of his bite, she was the one who got Janice killed. She was the reason Galina was crippled. And now she actually looked at him with disgust and hatred.
olive, what gives you the right? What gives you the damn right?
His hands clenched into fists, and veins started bulging. His eyes tumed deadly cold, and his face fioze over like ice in an instant, radiating a terrifying fury.
Inside the bathroom, Olive had been standing by the window for a long time. Even with the warm sunlight streaming in, her body felt cold from the soles of her leet all the way up.
It spread through her slowly.
But she had to face what was coming. There was no running from it now.
She pulled herself together quickly she thord her hair, brushing her bangs down to cover the ugly scar on her forehead.
