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Olivia couldn’t stand a lowly servant looking at her with such judgmental eyes.
She shouted, “Get out!”
The maid ran away, covering her face.
The maid muttered to herself, “What is she so proud of? She’s just an impostor who took someone else’s ce, and she’s even been to jail. Let’s see how long her arrogancests.”
Madeline was startled by Olivia’s sudden outburst. She wanted to say something but sighed again.
She patted her hand and said, “Don’t worry. Your father and brother will figure out a way to solve it.”
Olivia hugged Madeline and cried,ining, “Mom, I can’t stand it anymore. Even a servant dares to look at me like that. I can’t stay in this house.”
sping her chest and gasping for air, she feigned concern for her family. “Dad and Thomas must be angry too. Maybe I should move out for a while. Mom, can I stay in your apartment at Luxury Residency?”
Olivia had to sell her own house at a low price to cover the deficit, as Natasha had
tricked her at an auction.
She still had two apartments, but their locations were not ideal.
At this moment, it was true that she didn’t want to stay at home and face their displeasure, and it was also true that she wanted to gain more benefits.
Unexpectedly, Madeline, who had just beenforting her, now looked hesitant and uncertain.
“Mom?”
Seeing Madeline remain silent, Olivia secretly thought she had been too eager. She forced a smile through her tears. “It’s fine. I can also go live in my apartment on the west side of the city. It’s just that it won’t be convenient for me toe
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“Don’t!” Madeline stopped her.
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Before Olivia could rejoice, Madeline, with a determined expression, revealed, “Your houses, jewelry, including all your real estate, have all been donated. There’s no ce for you to live there.”
“How is that possible?” Olivia shrieked.
However, she suddenly remembered the pile of documents she had signed in prison earlier.
At that time, the rk family was busy trying to keep her out of prison, so she had to sign a lot of documents at thewyer’s office every day. Her mood was terrible, so she didn’t read those documents carefully at all.
“Mom? How could you do this?” She stared incredulously at Madeline.
Madeline sighed. “At that time, we thought we could start with Natasha to get a letter of understanding from the Pena family. Her demand was to reim all the assets the rk family had given you and donate them as charity. We thought money was minor, and your reputation was more important, so we agreed.”
“Then what?” Olivia sneered.
Madeline’s expression was awkward.
Then they realized they had been tricked by Natasha, and in the end, they had to pay double the price to Ramona to get the sentence reduced to two months.
Now<i>, </i>it seemed they were scammed again.
If the news of imprisonment got out and there was a criminal record, the duration of the sentence would not matter anymore.
Olivia thought of something else. “What about my shares?”
Madeline paused.
She said, “Since the shares couldn’t be sold easily, they were valued at an equivalent price, converted into cash, and donated. The shares were then
transferred to your brother’s name.”
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Olivia clenched her fists, “It’s fine. You were tricked by Natasha because of me. Since she didn’t keep her promise, can you transfer them back to me?”
Madeline pursed her lips, avoiding Olivia’s gaze. “Natasha said she’d have Mr. Turner keep an eye on us. You won’t be able to get these things anymore.”
To be honest, Madeline now realized she had wronged Natasha and wasn’t so keen on giving Olivia the shares that originally belonged to Natasha.
Only when she inventoried her assets did she discover how much Olivia had received from the rk family.
As for Natasha, apart from the small apartment she bought with her own money, her first vi was given to her by Alexei, an outsider.
The rage in Olivia’s chest was about to consume her entirely.
However, the extreme anger made her calm down. It was not yet time to fall outpletely.
She despondently rested her head on Madeline’s neck, “Mom, you’re all I have left.”
Madeline stroked her head. “It’s alright. Stay home and rest assured. I promise you’ll be fine.”
Out of Madeline’s sight, Olivia’s face contorted grotesquely.
From this meal today, it was clear what kind of life she would lead from now on.
The rk family acted unjustly first, so she would be merciful either.
*****
Olivia’s matter was extensively reported by the media, and Lucas, her fiancé, was naturally dragged into the public spotlight and vilified.
He furiously called Ramona, “Didn’t you say you’d suppress the news of Olivia’s imprisonment?”
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They kept iming it was just two months, and it would be over with a cover–up.
Ramona replied calmly, “Oh, about that, I kept it under wraps. I said the authorities wouldn’t officially announce it, and they didn’t, did they?”
“Then what about today’s news?” Lucas said furiously.
He wasn’t worried about Olivia. He just wanted to vent his anger at being fooled.
The thought of his illegitimate brother at home mocking them, asking when they would get married, filled him with rage.
Ramona shrugged. “How would I know? You were the ones who weren’t careful. I made a deal with you. Do I have to provide lifetime support? Just tell me, how well did I keep it secret for those two months?”
Indeed, some well–informed individuals knew Olivia had been imprisoned and openly mocked them.
However, apart from asional rumors deliberately leaked on forums, no major media reports had appeared.
Today’s overwhelming news was someone celebrating Olivia’s release from prison.
She was truly an innocent scapegoat.
After Ramona hung up with Lucas, sheined to the person whose profile picture was a hand–drawn bouquet of roses.
After typing out a long message quickly, he then added, ‘Miss rk, do you have anyone you find disagreeable recently? Let’s work together!”
The windfall was incredibly good.
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Natasha was currently sprawled on the sofa in Alexei’s office, flipping through the sample art book her editor had sent her.
This art book was the final draft she had submitted before going abroad. Its theme was various supernatural beings and strange tales, and its production was even
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She thoroughly admired her own work.
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Seeing Ramona’s message, she rubbed her chin. Things had indeed been going quite smoothly for her recently. No one dared to trouble her anymore.
Since Lane’s funeral and while Lucia and her child had been in the hospital, she had been boldly strutting around the Turner family home–even inside Alexei’s residence.
Even Alexei’s father avoided her whenever possible.
However, she thought of Edgar’s uing birthday party. As for who would be targeted next, it would depend on who stepped forward first.
Alexei walked over, picked up Natasha, and ced her on hisp, then massaged her chest.
He asked, “Aren’t you ufortable lying down like that all the time? It’s not good for your heart.”
Natasha pushed his hand away and rolled her eyes. “I was perfectly fine in my home studio. Who insisted on dragging me out to apany him to work?”
Alexei chuckled softly, resting his chin on her neck. “But is it appropriate for my employees to not know their boss’s wife?”
Natasha wrinkled her nose. “This had better be your reason.”
Alexei couldn’t help butugh again, giving her plump red lips a deep kiss. “I’ll convert the inner lounge into a studio for you. You can work here from now on.”
Natasha made a big X gesture with her arms across her chest, shaking her head vigorously.
She said, “No, no! What’s the difference between working under your nose and putting a piece of fat meat in front of a hungry wolf?”
Alexei was amused. “You’re the fat meat?”
He pinched. “It’s quite substantial.”
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Natasha yfully bit his cheek and said, “You scoundrel!”
Alexei held her close and smiled. “Well, I’m your scoundrel.”
While the two were wrapped in a lovey–dovey embrace, an exaggerated “ahem”
sound came from Shawn outside the door.
Natasha instantly jumped off hisp and sat up straight.
Alexei also straightened his shirt, his voice calm. “Come in.”
Shawn hesitated for a few more seconds, and only when the impatient guest behind him urged him forward did he finally open the office door. <fne832> For more chapters visit FindN0vel</fne832>
He said, “Mr. Turner, Miss rk, Ms. Westwood is here.”
The second title, specifically added, made the person behind him nce at him with a serious gaze.
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