Chapter 4 They Are Worlds Apart
“Lana, let’s go.”
Olive left the cemetery with Solana and went to the city center. She found a store that bought second-hand diamond rings and sold hers, surprised by how much it was worth.
It could sell for 40 thousand dollars!
“Miss, this diamond’s color and cut are both top quality. Are you sure you want to sell it?” the shop assistant asked.
Olive frowned a little at the question but smiled lightly and said, “Yes. Please go ahead.”
She had already lost all hope and love, so what was the point of holding onto something so cold? After selling the ring, there was truly nothing left between her and Trevor.
With the money, Olive bought some clothes for herself and Solana. Then she took her child’s hand and walked out of the mall.
Just then, a Rolls-Royce Phantom drove past. The driver slammed on the brakes when someone suddenly stepped onto the road.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Horton! Some people rushed out, and I didn’t see them,” the driver apologized.
The man in the backseat looked up from his laptop, his sharp eyes cold. The driver shrank back, unsure of what to say.
Just as Trevor was about to speak, he thought he saw a familiar figure. When he put down the laptop to look again, the person was already gone.
“Drive!” he ordered.
The driver obeyed at once and started driving, not daring to waste even a second.
But Trevor couldn’t calm down in the back seat as a strange frustration stirred in his chest.
Sunlight streamed through the window, casting shadows across his chiseled features. His eyes were as dark as ink.
It has already been five years. So, why did Olive still haunt him after all this time?
He rested his head on one hand, lost in thought. Suddenly, his phone rang and pulled him back to reality.
He glanced at the caller ID, and the tight line of his lips softened into a small smile.
“Galina, what is it?” he answered the call and asked gently.
“Trevor, my legs are much better now. I’ll be able to come back next month and even hold my own cello concert!” Galina said.
“Okay, good,” Trevor said mildly. “I was supposed to stay with you, but something suddenly came up at Horton Group.”
“It’s fine. I understand.” Galina’s voice on the other end was soft. “Trevor, I’m doing much better now, so you don’t have to worry. Just don’t forget to pick me up, alright?”
“Yeah.” Trevor gave another mild response, then hung up. He leaned back in his seat, resting his head, and let his eyes fall shut.
Yet lately, whenever he did, he saw Olive. She was always covered in blood, crying as she swore she hadn’t hurt Janice or Galina.
He had to be losing it. He was completely out of his mind!
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Olive brought Solana to Stratusville, a beautiful city by the sea.
She rented a small place near the seaside. It was only a little under 600 square feet, but it was enough for her and Solana. There was a kindergarten nearby too, perfect for Solana to start school.
Even though she had 40 thousand dollars in her account from selling the ring, it wouldn’t last. She would have to find a job.
But as she had been in prison and had a record, every job hunt ended in rejection. She was already at her wits’ end when the kindergarten called.
Solana had fainted.
