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Wayne was a very rough person. He carried Olivia all the way to the aircraft.
Before she could scream, he threatened her coldly, "I'll throw you off the plane if you say another
word."
Olivia was rendered speechless.
The plane took off. Olivia didn't know what had happened yet, but she knew that Ethan had pulled it off.
Wayne was furious. He was like a barrel of gunpowder, ready to explode with the tiniest bit of spark.
Olivia figured it was best for her to stay away from him for now because she didn't want to incur his
wrath. She curled up into a ball and rested her chin on her knees.
Then, she closed her eyes and tried to sleep. She was trying her best to become invisible.
Wayne looked at Olivia, who was curled up. There were still some bruises and dirt on her skin. She
looked worse for wear.
Olivia felt a little chilly as the plane's air conditioner blew on her.
Wayne took off his jacket and draped it on her. She felt much better after that.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen Olivia woke up, the plane was already about to land in Carathia's capital city, Raka.
The sunlight was shining on her. It was the reason she woke up.
Looking at the unfamiliar view, Olivia asked, "Where are we?"
"Raka."
The rage on Wayne's face dissipated over the night. He had regained his composure.
"Why did you bring me here?"
"This is my country."
Wayne stopped talking. There was a grand reception waiting for him outside the plane. Luckily, there
weren't any reporters.
Wayne was in a hurry. Olivia's face was mostly covered by Wayne's jacket. She quickly followed him
into his car.
The car was driven back to the presidential palace. The place was completely different from the place
they stayed in at Dexim City.
The presidential palace was an ancient castle. It was surrounded by all sorts of flowers. The
temperature was warm, and there were some birds around the lake. There were fountains spraying
water onto the grassy fields.
Olivia found it hard to imagine that a ruffian like Wayne lived in a place like this.
Wayne handed her off to some maids. He knew that she was a bit of a clean freak, so he told them,
"Clean her up."
Then, he left without another word.
The good news for Olivia was she could finally take a bath and wear clean clothes.
She was the first woman Wayne had ever brought back to the presidential palace. The maids weren't
dumb. They treated her very politely.
Olivia turned down their offer to bathe her. She felt much more relaxed after enjoying a nice bath.
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It seemed like something major had happened in Carathia. Wayne wouldn't have rushed back
otherwise. He probably didn't have time to bother Olivia at the moment.
After the bath, she changed into the lace dress the maids prepared for her.
The dress was made with the best materials by the best tailors. It featured a low neckline and a
cinched waist. It showcased Olivia's ample chest and slender waist.
Olivia braided her hair and secured the braid with a lace tied into a bow.
She looked sexy and elegant.
She didn't bother with asking about Wayne's whereabouts. She asked the maids to get her some food
and ate her fill.
She only asked about what was going on in the evening. The maids looked at each other but didn't
dare to say too much to her. Olivia didn't press them further.
Since she was already in Carathia, she was one step closer to finding the ring.
When Wayne returned in a state of exhaustion, he noticed Olivia, who was standing on the terrace.
The dress she wore revealed how slender her figure was. She was resting her chin on her hand and
looking at the moon like she was deep in thought.
There was a hint of sorrow in her eyes.
"Hey, I'm back. Time for acupuncture."
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