Chapter 4

Olivia trembled with fear,

Anna died because of this place. Shouldn't he be disgusted with this place? Why would he appear here...>

"Looks like you didn't take my words to heart." The hand that was holding her chin slowly slid down, like a cold snake, wrapping around her neck inch by inch, and the force became stronger and stronger.

Olivia couldn't breathe. She desperately tried to break his hand. But his large palm was like an iron hoop. No matter how she struggled, it remained unmoved.

Her face was purple and her whole body was off the ground. The air was getting thinner and thinner to her...

Suddenly, she heard a cynical male voice saying, "Olivia? Didn't I ask you to wait for me? Why are you here with Mr. Clark?"

The man came forward. The moment he saw her face, he was stunned. He said with a smile, "Mr. Clark, how did my woman offend you? Let her go for my sake. I apologize to you on her behalf."

The shackles around Olivia's neck suddenly loosened. She directly fell to the ground, breathing violently.

Boyce looked at her with disgust and met the man's gaze. "Do you know her, Mr. Avery?"

The man squatted down and helped Olivia up. He looked at her neck and clicked his tongue. "Look at you, why don't you listen to me? Didn't I ask you to wait for me in the room? Why are you running around?"

Olivia had never seen this man.

At the very least, she had not seen him in the past half a year at 4U Club.

But he had saved her. So, she couldn't help but look at him with a grateful look.

The smile in the man's eyes became brighter. He looked at the increasingly beautiful Olivia on her right face and praised, "It's killing me..."

"How long have you known her, Mr. Avery?" Boyce stared at him coldly, as if he knew everything.

Robin tapped his chin and thought about it. "Quite a long time."

Boyce sneered, "I'm afraid you have mistaken her for someone else, Mr. Avery. Miss Olivia was my ex-wife half a year ago."

Not only Robin, even Mike, and the surrounding people widened their eyes in shock.

Boyce stretched out his long arm and easily pulled Olivia out of Robin's arms. "You guys take your time. I have something to tell her."

Without any explanation, he pulled her towards the male toilet.

The men inside pulled up their pants in panic when they saw her come in.

"All of you, get out." No one in Rheinsville City did not know Boyce. The men ran out dejectedly before they could even lift their pants properly.

Boyce kicked the door of the men's toilet.

He grabbed her hair and pressed it on the mirror above the sink. "Olivia? Do you think I don't dare to kill you?"

Their eyes met in the mirror. In half a year, Boyce had become colder and colder, like a lion ready to pounce on her and tear her to pieces in the next second.

Olivia seemed to have been scalded. She quickly lowered her eyes and stopped looking at him. Her entire body was trembling from fear. The blood vessels on her temples were throbbing. Her heart seemed to jump out of her throat.

"What, are you deaf?" Olivia felt a sharp pain in her scalp. Boyce pulled her hair and forced her to look at him. "Or are you mute?"

Olivia sobbed, not knowing what to reply.

Boyce approached her, almost biting her ear. The cold and bone-piercing words struck her eardrums one by one. "If you don't speak, I will turn you into deaf and mute!"

"I'll speak..."

But what could she say? Olivia's heart sank inch by inch. Her throat was like a ball of cotton. She could not say a word for a long time.

"Olivia, you are cheap!" The big hand that was grabbing her hair slowly tightened, causing her to burst into tears. "As the dignified miss of the Miller family, now you are selling yourself at a nightclub. You are so dirty!"

As he spoke, he immediately turned on the tap of the sink, pulled her hair, and pressed it in.

Olivia's entire face was immersed in the water. The feeling of being on the verge of death and suffocation surged up inch by inch. She struggled violently, but her hands slowly lost their strength. She could no longer struggle.

She almost felt like she was about to die. But then Boyce pulled her out and threw her to the ground.

She desperately breathed in the life-saving air. Because of the lack of oxygen, she couldn't see anything but darkness. Boyce's voice came from above like a god. "I warned you not to let me see you again except for your funeral. Did you turn a deaf ear to me?"

"No..." Olivia spoke in a rough voice. While breathing, she explained, "I'll leave right away..."

Boyce squatted down and scratched the Olivia tattoo on her right cheek with his rough thumb. "What? Are the businesses not well? It's been half a year and you still haven't earned enough money for a plane ticket?"

Olivia shuddered slightly because of the pain, but it attracted him to treat her even more ruthlessly. He held her chin with one hand. His other hand continued to scratch the rose that was even more beautiful because of the water. Like a cat playing with a mouse, he admired her trembling and dodging expression because of fear. "Since you are willing to fall, then there is no need for me to save face for the Miller family."

If Boyce announced that she was working at 4U Club, what it would be like for her brother in school?

Olivia widened her eyes in horror. "No, I beg you ... Mr. Clark, I will leave as soon as possible. I promise..."

Boyce looked at her tears in satisfaction. "I can be merciful. If you satisfy me today, maybe I will leave a decent reputation for the Miller family."

Olivia almost immediately cried, "I'll do whatever you want me to do."

Boyce let out an evil and charming smirk. "Don't you like to sell yourself? Then do it properly." He carried Olivia back to the high-level VIP box, kicked open the door, and threw Olivia in the middle of the box.

Olivia's entire body was drenched. Her thin clothes were stuck to her skin, and her smiling face was covered in tears. Although her makeup had been diluted by the water, her bare face had a hint of delicate and pitiful taste. Her trembling look was very attractive.

The things that happened just now had already made all the bosses of the enterprises in the room quiet out of fear. Although she was the ex-wife, she was once Mr. Clark's woman. They had more or less been in contact with her. If Mr. Clark was furious, they would not be able to survive in Rheinsville City, not to mention the business deal.

Mike was the first to react. He looked down and said to Boyce, "Mr. Clark, please calm down. It was our fault."

Boyce's sharp eyes swept across the room, and he snorted coldly. Then, he returned to his seat and said, "Everyone is just here to have fun. Why don't you guys enjoy Rose together?"

Olivia suddenly looked up. He wanted her...

"Olivia, please satisfy all the bosses of the companies here. I might consider letting you and the Miller family live."

All of a sudden, the room was in the noise of discussion.

"The Miller family? Damon Miller..."

"Oh my god, the Miller family has offended Mr. Clark. The two of them are not on the same level at all, right?"

Boyce held the handle of the wine glass and took a sip of the world's best red wine. "Nothing is impossible. This Olivia is the third miss of the Miller family."

He gently lifted her chin with his top-grade handmade beef leather shoes. The red wine in his hand fell from the top of her head, drenching her face along with her hair. An unprecedented feeling of humiliation engulfed Olivia.

"What are you waiting for? Aren't you the best at pleasing men? Then let me see how cheap Miss Miller could be in order to live."

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