Chapter 550


    Olivia’s eyes were neither calm nor clear; they were teeming with madness and obsession.


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    What kind of ce Volt Peak Mountain was? It was called the Isle of Death in the line of industry.


    It was a secret base to train special agents, as well as a very dangerous ce.


    What kind of people were there?


    They were either orphans or people who lost their families-in short, they were alone.


    The majority of them were sent there for training when they were young. Of course, there were grown-


    ups like Olivia, too. They shared a simr background, too.


    It was no wonder that Ethan reacted that way. Her rash decision would result in her death.


    “Shake that idea off your mind, Liv. You have always wanted to set up a hospital for the citizens. Even if


    Marina changed its name, this hospital is still operating.


    “The medical staff we have here are skillful doctors from within the country and abroad. I’ve also


    established a foundation to help out poor people.


    “Over 100 people are benefiting from it as of today. That includes deaf and dumb kids. There are also


    special programs for elderly people.


    “The world might not be a perfect ce, but there are people who make up for it. Had it not been for


    you, some people would’ve died because they were too poor to see the doctor.”


    Tears began flooding her eyes. “Even if I could save everyone in this world, I couldn’t save my friends


    and children.


    “What’s the use of saving so many people? There’s only one reason I’m living on, that is revenge.”


    Ethan let out a soft sigh, not knowing how to talk her out of it.


    “Get some sleep.” She didn’t say anything after that.


    She merely looked at that ray of light at the edge of the sky as resentment stormed into her eyes.


    Unconsciously, she ced her hand on her belly.


    Habits couldn’t be changed easily. Not to mention that she had been doing that for six months.


    The moment she pulled her senses back, Olivia realized that her babies were gone.


    It was as though a bright neighbor had moved out of the house one day, and she couldn’t get used to it.


    She thought, “Give me some time, kids. I will surely take revenge for you.”


    In the following days, Olivia was cooperative when it came to the treatment.


    She was slowly recovering, and she could walk around.


    Mona’s body was sent to her hometown, a vige. They buried her body.


    Olivia arrived at the church. When she got out of the car, she could hear people singing a hymn from a


    church.


    Then, the priest began performing the mass before the cross.


    The cries and prayers lingered along the wind underneath the gray


    clouds.


    Since it waste fall, most of the crops were harvested, leaving only the dry stubble of wheat and


    withered corn stalks.


    It was as if the world had lost its colors; it was grayish in color.


    Olivia lived in the cities since she was young. She had attended a few funerals, but it was her first visit


    to this kind of funeral.


    It hit home more than the usual ritual.


    Olivia stepped on the soft soil, with Ethan following behind her quietly.


    She pointed at the rice field.


    “Monasaid that her hometown is pretty. Her hardworlding neighbors nted nabana seeds some time


    ago. When springes, it will be a field of blooming nabana flowers.


    “The field is painted in green during summer, apanied by the singing crickets. The kids will try to


    catch little lobsters in the field barefooted.


    “The breeze is there for them to enjoy, and the ridges are thenes for them to hop around.


    “The grain will be mature during the fall. It’ll be a picture of gold when that happens. She will be


    sitting on the heap of harvested grains, celebrating the joy of harvest with her parents.


    “She told me that she was going to bring me to her hometown after my delivery. She would take me to


    the field to touch the grains and little lobsters.


    “There’s a huge apple tree and grapevine trellis on her porch. The apples and grapes they bore are big


    and sweet.”


    “Liv…”


    Olivia choked on her voice. “I’m fine. I’m just eximing how I’m visiting her hometown in this kind of


    situation.” After the coffin was ced into the dug pit, people began burying it. The bereaved family


    was crying. Olivia knelt before the gravestone, touching the smiling face on the picture. “I’ll avenge you,


    Mona.”