82. Zolan Wales' betrayal

Olivia opened her eyes. She was in an old, decrepit warehouse. She sat on the floor and both her hands and legs were tied onto a column.

In front of her, there was a crowd of people shaking. Olivia blinked a few times before she saw who the people were.

Her pupils constricted in shock, and she weakly said, “Penelope Martinez.”

Penelope Martinez, with her slightly big bump, was seated on a long bench in front of her.

Behind her, stood a row of tattooed thugs. Each of them had built and burly figures. Penelope Martinez saw her awaken and she let out a satisfied smile.

“Olivia, you are finally awake. I’ve waited so long for you.”

“What do you plan to do?” Olivia was not flustered.

Her cold eyes bore an elegant, chic expression. Her attitude was compelling.

A month ago, she'd woken up from a long Coma and was gradually recovering her last strength all thanks to Darls sweet dotings.

She'd almost lost her life, Lucky the lord's showed mercy on her and let her survive. She did not expect tha