Chapter 141
Olivia tried her best to put on a smile. “That’s fine.”
Connor looked like a different person now. He had changed out of branded clothes and into the clothes
that belonged to Martha’s children.
Olivia wondered how many children had worn the same clothes. There were even patches sewn on
older patches.
The clothes were thicker, firmer, and also warmer.
Connor didn’t seem to mind, though. He followed behind Olivia like a little puppy.
Sometimes, he would curiously try to chase after cats or pull at the grass by the roadside. Everything
here was new to him.
Olivia had followed him onto the boat with the resolve that she might lose her life. Hence, she quickly
got used to the ind.
It wasn’t as advanced as the city, but it was much cleaner.
As Olivia held Connor in her arms, enjoying the breeze, she suddenly had the urge to just live here.
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But she knew very well that it would be a matter of time before they were found, even if the ind
wasn’t marked on the map.
One day, Ethan’s influence would reach this ind.
Only dozens of families lived on this ind, and everyone led a simple life. That was what Tom told
Olivia.
They had kidnapped Connor for ransom. But that was because they wanted to improve the living
conditions on the ind.
The children here never went to school, and they spent their whole lives fishing at sea.
When they got sick, they could only surrender to fate. A few vigers died of pain because they didn’t
have money for treatment at the hospital.
Olivia felt that it was ironic. Marina could easily spend a million dors on Connor’s first birthday
celebration.
But the children here were drooling at the sight of cakes stolen from the kitchen.
They divided the cake among themselves into small portions. After they ate the cake, they even licked
their lips in fond remembrance.
What was good, and what was evil?
What was right, and what was wrong?
As night fell, Olivia caught the delicious scent of cooking. An excited look appeared in Tom’s eyes.
“Miss, you’re in luck. Mom baked some bread tonight just to wee you! It’s a feast for us too!”
Olivia was speechless. The excited look in the child’s eyes broke her heart. She could have bread for
every meal if she liked, but on this ind, it was a rare treat.
From a young age, she was used to being pampered in the Fordham family. Yes, she knew that poor
people existed, but it waspletely different now that she was experiencing it herself.
Olivia walked up to the door with Connor in her arms. She saw Jerry sketching on the ground with a
burnt piece of charcoal.
She was surprised to see Jerry drawing so well. “Did you learn to draw?”
Tom had a proud look on his face. “We don’t even have teachers here, and Jack was the one who
taught us how to write.
“Of course, we never took any lessons. Jerry learned how to draw by himself! Not bad, right?”
“More than that. It’s amazing,” Olivia praised sincerely.
“Jack bought a sketchbook and a pencil for him, but he couldn’t bear to touch them.
“He said that they’re too nice. Drawing on the ground doesn’t cost a penny. If Jerry had grown up in the
city, he’d be a famous
artist by now!”
When Tom said that, an extremely proud look appeared on his face. Olivia’s heart grew even heavier.
At the dining table, dinner was served. There were potatoes and some unknown vegetables. The main
attraction was some fried pieces of meat with bell peppers.
Olivia finally realized why they were carrying sacks of stuff when she went after them.
Those were all ingredients stolen from the kitchen. To them, those ingredients were hard toe by.
Tom and Jerry stared intently at the meat, but neither of them tried to take any. Jack ced thergest
piece of meat on Olivia’s te, then gave Martha some as well.
The rest was divided equally between the two brothers.
Jack poured all the bell peppers onto his te. Then, he said in a low voice, “Go ahead. Dig in.”