Chapter 8 Not Even a Hello After All These Years
Just as the standoff dragged on, a man’s calm voice suddenly came from behind them.
“Perry, you’re a grown man. Don’t you feel ashamed to force a woman like that?”
Everyone tumed around and saw Connor standing behind them.
Aschool Kingswell Group, Connor’s status was far above Perry’s. When Perry recognized him, he immediately straightened up and greeted Connor respectfully, Mr Zanderbar!”.
But Olive looked past Connor and saw the man behind him, and her eyes were full of shock and tear.
The moment she noticed Trevor, her mind screamed to non
she had spent five years behind bars. That was a total of 1835 days and nights in prison, and each day felt like a year in a living hell.
ve had lost everything she bad, but the man before her seemed unchanged.
Trevor was still as dazzling as ever. He was simply standing there, but his captivating presence was so intense it was hard to look directly at him.
Yet, whatever infatuation she had with him had long since been wom away by that one word, “never“.
, Olive suddenly felt she didn’t
she never expected to run into Trevor again in such a miserable state. She also thought she would hate him. But meeting him again, i even have the strength to do so amore
Now all she wanted was to live well with Solana. Everything else no longer mattered. Olive glanced at Trevor one more time and then tamed to leave At that moment, Trevor’s icy voice sounded behind her. The chill in it cut deep
“olive, it’s been a while. You’re not even going to say hello?
Hearing that, Olive’s humed steps came to a sudden stop. She trembled all over as she heard footsteps slowly approaching her.
Trevor sinod right in front of her and ordered coldly, “Look at me!”
olive’s knuckles tumed white as she clenched her fists. Then, she looked up and smiled softly at Trevor. Her expression was cold and distant, as complete stranger
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“sar, you must have mistaken me for someone else. I’m not this ‘Olive you mentioned. I’m Snowdrop, a singer here at Reign. If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave. Have a pleasant evening
Trevor chuckled coldly at her words. He narrowed his eyes, and his lips curved up slightly.
“I got the wrong person? Olive, it looks like five years behind bars still didn’t teach you anything.”
Olive turned deathly pale at the mention of those tive years,
After all this time, he still refused to let her go. Even though she had lost everything and lived in misery, he still wouldn’t stop!
“I’m sorry. I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Olive said, still keeping her too calm and aloot. But her trembling body betrayed her..
Trevor narrowed his eyes dangerously, studying the woman before him.
How could this woman, with a look of indifference and lifeless, unreadable eyes, bese Olive he once knew? How could she be the same olive who clung to him for ten years?
Was she the olive who kept smiling at him even when he treated her coldly–the one who proudly told the world she would marry no one else but him? How could it possibly be her?
Trevorlaughed quietly. He wanted to see
to see war bir
kind of game she was playing.
But for some reason, seeing her like this stirred up an indescribable rage within ham
Connor, who was standing nearby, couldn’t help but smile slightly at seeing, Trevor like this. It was rare to catch such a vivid expression from the latter.
II it weren’t for Olive, Connor Imost thought Trevor couldn’t show any expression or get angry and lose his temper anymore.
Suddenly, Trevur stepped forward and grabbed Olive’s hand. His eyes were cy
“On? Ms. Snowdrop, was it? rine. I’m booking you for the night,”
He expected live to shout insults or call him bastard. But to his great disappointment, she merely looked up at him with a faint smile and said, “Sorry, sir. I only sing here. I don’t entertain guests.”
