Ethan had been expecting Brent to send some clothes over for him, so he walked straight out of the bathroom. He turned to look at the open door, only to find Keith standing there.

Raising an eyebrow in question, he said to Olivia, "It seems like we have company."

Olivia was still in her pajamas, whereas Ethan was wrapped in only a towel. No matter how one looked at it, they looked just like a couple who'd been married for years.

Keith was neither blind nor stupid; he set the goods down and left, dispirited.

Olivia didn't care to explain, which only convinced Keith that he'd guessed her situation correctly. Nevertheless, this was for the best.

Ethan tossed a glance at the goods on the ground. "Am I not generous enough to you?" Ten billion dollars for their divorce was considered sky-high already.

Olivia answered, "I'll give these to the old guy who collects the trash in our area."

Ethan grunted. "Does he come here often?"

"He visited once when I had a fever."

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