Female Novel
Chapter 1265
Olivia knew the situation was spiraling beyond her control. How could she tolerate such audacity from a
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The moment Wayne's touch nearly grazed her skin, she kneed him fiercely in the abdomen. She took
advantage of Wayne's momentary pain and kicked him away.
She scrambled off the bed, panicked, and quickly grabbed a bottle of red wine. Not caring about the
vintage bottle, she smashed it against the table. Wine spilled everywhere. She pointed the jagged edge
at her own neck and sternly warned, "Don't come any closer!"
All this happened in the blink of an eye. Wayne knew she had a fiery temper but had not anticipated
her being this fierce. "Don't be rash. I won't touch you. Just put the bottle down."
Olivia would not trust the words of a man inflamed with desire. Her voice was cold. "I'm warning you, if
you lay a hand on me again, I'll end my life right in front of you."
"You won't do it. You have children. How could you bear to leave them?" Wayne challenged.
"I might have vulnerabilities, but that doesn't mean I'll let you bully me. I have someone in my heart.
Don't force me into drastic actions," Olivia declared.
With that, Olivia dashed out of his room. She ran straight into Alan. He noticed her haste and the
broken wine bottle in her hand. He asked her respectfully. "Ms. Ophelia, what's the matter? Is someone
chasing you?"
Olivia glared at him fiercely and said, "Please control your boss!"
Without looking back, she continued her escape. Alan was bewildered. "Ike, what's up with her?"
Wayne appeared at the doorway, half-naked and still with acupuncture needles in his head. Ike's mouth
twitched as he said, "Looks like the strong-arming didn't go as planned."
"Wait, no way!"
They couldn't believe it, especially when they recalled how disheveled Olivia was when she left, which
deepened their speculation.
"Mr. Maxwell, what did you do to her? She looked so angry like she'd kill anyone. I thought Ms. Ophelia
would smash that wine bottle on me."
Wayne returned to his room and slumped on the sofa, still with needles adorning his head. He sat with
his arms crossed. The sight was as comical as it was bizarre.
Trying to suppress their laughter, Ike asked seriously, "Mr. Maxwell, what kind of woman can't you
have? There's no need to fixate on a married woman."
Wayne spread his hands. "I've tried others. I'm not interested."
"Even so, Ms. Ophelia has a husband and children. You can't just take her by force. She's fierce by
nature. If you push her too far and she kills herself, who's going to treat your condition?"
Wayne pondered the phrase "take by force". His gaze was intense and contemplative as he drifted into
deep thought.
Although she didn't have any means of communication with her, Olivia knew Undecim had already
infiltrated the place. She saw a signal in the courtyard the day before. There was a flower petal
arranged into the number ten beside a rockery. That was their code. She was seven, and Undecim was
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In that corner, Olivia arranged green leaves to form a zero.
The hidden message was, "Let's meet tomorrow night at midnight."