Chapter 1114


    Before he came, Olivia had already lit a cigarette. Even if she didn''t say a word, she still exuded charm


    from every pore of her body.


    Quite a few men had already tried to pick her up, but she rejected them with a smile.


    There was one drunkard who insisted she drink with him. Her rejections fell on deaf ears, so she


    pressed her cigarette on the back of his hand.


    "Are you too drunk to listen? Why don''t I sober you up?"


    Olivia smiled sweetly, which caused the drunkard to space out for an instant. Then, the pain from the


    back of his hand snapped him out of it.


    He quickly drew his hand back. "Bitch, how dare you do that?


    He raised his hand to p Olivia, but he was stopped before he could touch Olivia.


    Warren had arrived.


    He twisted the drunkard''s hand lightly and dislocated it. Warren looked at him coldly and said, "Scram!"


    The drunkard had a feeling that Warren wasn''t someone to be trifled with, so he scurried away while


    yelling, "This isn''t over!"


    Warren looked at the sses before Olivia and frowned." Why did you drink so much?"


    Olivia smiled. "Troubles of the heart. Can you drink? Drink with me if you can."


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    Warren could hold his liquor. But an assassin had to beposed at all times. He would


    never drink alcohol unless absolutely necessary.


    But Olivia''s smile was so charming that he got lost in it.


    He poured out a ss for himself in a daze. "Where have you been? Did he find you?"


    Olivia sighed. Her hesitant expression looked like it told a thousand stories.


    "Let''s not talk about it. Drink."


    When Olivia waved her hand, the bracelet on her wrist was revealed. Warren''s gaze would


    freeze for a moment whenever he saw it.


    It seemed like Mona was very important to her.


    Olivia downed ss after ss. Then, Warren ced his palm over her ss. "Stop


    drinking. You''re getting drunk."


    That would be great. I don''t want to think about the people or things that happened in the


    past. Warren, do you think I shouldn''t have been brought to this world?


    "I have never been able to protect anyone. I could only watch as they left me behind."


    She grabbed Warren''s sleeve with a pained expression. "I should be the one to die instead.


    Why am I still alive?"


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    Warren reached out. He wanted to pat her on the head. But he didn''t have any experience


    dating women.


    He felt that it would be inappropriate, so he withdrew his hand.


    "It''s all in the past now. Don''t be sad."


    "In the past? But how do I get over them? These things are all piling up in my heart. I never get a good


    night''s sleep. I need to take all sorts of medication.


    "Do you know? I''ll see her dying before me whenever I close my eyes. She was still so young.


    "Why would the killer be so cruel as to harm a pure and innocent woman like her?"


    Olivia''s voice wasn''t loud, but her words were deafening.


    Warren felt unsettled. "Maybe the killer has some reason he had to do it."


    "So, killing is okay as long as he has his reasons to do so?"


    Warren changed the subject. "Did you find out who killed her?"


    Olivia shook her head. "I heard that the killer is from some international assassination organization. I


    don''t know anything about these things.


    "The world is so huge. Where am I supposed to look for him?


    Warren sighed in relief. Then, he heard a man''s voice. "It''s them! Guys, get them!"


    Warren saw that the drunkard that he had chased off had returned with a group of hooligans. It seemed


    like he wanted revenge.


    There was a hint of bloodlust in his eyes, which Olivia noticed.