Negative emotions were piling on Olivia. Ethan knew that she was too weak for an emotional rollercoaster right now.

But he was more worried that something might happen from her bottling her emotions.

Thus, he'd rather she let it all out.

Olivia cried for a long time until her voice turned hoarse, and there were no more tears to cry.

Her eyes were empty, and her legs were numb from the kneeling.

She sobbed in Ethan's arms, and he didn't utter a word. He kept patting her back gently.

Only when he noticed that she had slowly collected herself did he help her get up.

Forming strength from anguish, she figured he was right—she should live.

If she died, everything would go according to the mastermind's plan. She should live to pass on the grief of staying alive to that mastermind.

Olivia wiped the last tear off. When she looked at Mona's body, her gaze turned more determined than before.

She yanked the white sheet downward a little to reveal Mona's hand.

The bracelet Mona treasure