Chapter 95


    When Everly went to get more food, Olivia changed her profile picture to a photo that Everly had


    secretly taken of her.


    Then she took a photo of the ocean and posted it with a caption that read, “Far, far away.”


    Little did she know that Ethan was waiting for her outside her apartment. Olivia and Everly hadn’t


    returned yet, so he waited in the car.


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    As he’d watched her retreating figure earlier, he’d recalled how she’d donated five billion dors, and


    that filled him with


    unease.


    It was the same difort he’d felt when she’d jumped off the building. He needed an answer to his


    questions.


    Finally, Brent said, “Mrs. Miller is still having barbecue, sir. She probably won’t be back soon.”


    “Where is she?”


    “It seems like she’s at the seaside. She just posted a picture of it.”


    Ethan immediately refreshed his social media feed, but the newest post he saw had been made an


    hour ago by a random fitness guru.


    The caption read, “Breaking news! Frequent consumption of fried eggs can lead to this disease!”


    “When did she post it?”


    “22 minutes ago.”


    When Brent noticed Ethan smoldering, his voice grew quieter. “Can’t you see the post, Mr. Miller?”


    Clenching his phone tightly, Ethan said through gritted teeth, “She must have removed me.”


    It was awkward that she’d removed Ethan from her social media but not his employee.


    Warily, Brent pointed out, “She also changed her username and profile picture.”


    Ethan snatched the phone from Brent.


    Her profile picture was now a photo of herself under a dim streetlight. The soft light outlined her


    silhouette, and her hair was dancing in the wind. Her gentle smilepleted the picture.


    Ethan swiped his finger over her lips, but all he could feel was the cold phone screen. She’d once


    vowed to never change their couple photo.


    Her new post showed a blurry view of the sea. Ethan asked, “What does she mean by this?”


    “Mr. Miller, this isn’t my area of expertise. I’ve never been in a rtionship, but when women change


    their profile pictures and make posts like this, they’re usually upset. Tonight’s events have likely-”


    Brent didn’t finish his sentence because he didn’t need to point out that what Ethan had done was


    obviously not great.


    “Yeah, I know.”


    “Mr. Miller, you’ve been too lenient with Ms. Carlton. Take Collington Cove, for example. It was clearly


    built for Mrs. Miller, and the same goes for the evening dress. You spent so much time and effort on it,


    but she insisted on having it even though it didn’t fit her.”


    He added, “She even changed the hospital name they had initially decided on. It would be no surprise if


    it made Mrs. Miller disheartened.”


    Instead of replying, Ethan said, “Take me to the seaside.”


    “Alright.”


    Brent easily deduced Olivia’s location through Everly’s recent post. The two men soon arrived at the


    restaurant,


    where they


    saw Olivia carrying a drunk Everly outside.


    Just then, it began to snow.


    In the snow, Olivia spotted the tall, imposing man standing by the roadside, almost blending into the


    darkness. If not for the flickering light in his hand, she might not have noticed him at all.


    Everly pushed Olivia away and began to curse loudly.


    “If I were as rich as you and if yourckeys hadn’t been around today, I would’ve chopped you into a—”


    Brent quickly covered Everly’s mouth and said to Olivia, “Ms. Fordham, let me take your friend back.”


    Pushing his hand away, Everly continued shouting, “Hey, handsome guy, why do you look so much like


    that bastard’sckey?