Linus was making a report back in the Heath Residence.
"Wayne and his men arrived at the airport at 3:00 pm."
"That's quite punctual of him. He comes to visit that grave this time of the year every year. But this time, he also asked to visit me."
Linus frowned. "Is it because Olivia stole his ring?"
"He's the leader of a nation. He won't bring up something like that without concrete proof."
Mason squeezed a stress ball and said, "But just to be safe, tell Olivia to stay away. It's best if she doesn't meet with him."
"Olivia didn't come back last night. She should be at her own home. I'll check."
Linus called Ethan. "Is Olivia with you?"
"She's at home."
"Ask her not to come to the Heath residence today. Wayne will be coming."
"Understood."
Ethan had been busy the entire day. He looked at the calendar.
He had forgotten something.
Olivia was still sleeping when he left in the morning.
She had been exhausted recently, so he didn't wake her. She said she would continue decorating the house the day before.
Before he could call Olivia to confirm, he received a call. He had a bad feeling. It was a call from the base.
Something happened to Jack!
"What's wrong?"
"Bad news, Mr. Miller. Jack hijacked a military vehicle and ran through the gate. We didn't dare to shoot at him because you told us not to hurt him."
Ethan rubbed his temples. Jack had just barely recovered.
He probably found out about Wayne visiting Leroy's grave and wanted to avenge Kurt.
Wayne looked at her silently. She was a completely different person than when she was by his side.
The black fur coat made her look elegant and dignified.
The pearl earrings she wore glistened under the setting sun. That was her true appearance. It was the polar opposite of the persona she created.
A hint of surprise flashed on Olivia's face, but she quickly suppressed it.
"Like I said, I'm not interested in the grudge between the guys."
Wayne took a good look at her. Then, he smiled.
"On the contrary, I'm quite… interested in you, Ms. Fordham."
He took a step forward while Olivia stepped back instinctively. But the grave was right behind her. She had nowhere to go.
Wayne's men surrounded them. She was like a helpless lamb surrounded by a pack of wolves.
Wayne leaned in slightly. He whispered in her ear, "Or should I call you Septem? How have you been?"
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