He Clings to Me Every Night - Chapter 297

Chapter 297: Chapter 297: Is Olivia Jenkins Dying?

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As if catching a glimmer of hope, Olivia Jenkins hastily put on a spare coat without a second thought.

Spreading the cardboard by the door, she stacked other boxes together, huddled herself on top of them, and wrapped herself tightly in the double coats.

Occasionally, she tapped on the door of the cold storage with a small hammer, hoping that someone outside would hear her knock, even though time ruthlessly ebbed away each second, each minute.

Battered by the frigid cold, the spare coat she had put on provided her the much-needed warmth. Her body no longer felt icy cold, but there was finally a semblance of warmth, reducing her trembling.

The purple on Olivia’s skin began to gradually fade, and her senses started to recover.

To conserve her energy, Olivia didn’t shout out loud, but rather tapped on the door, hoping that someone would find her soon.

After finishing her dinner, Hannah Jenkins returned home with her grandmother as if nothing had happened.

The security guards accompanying Hannah had only heard her say that Aria Douglas had left due to some urgent business. They didn’t think much of it, didn’t contact Aria, and returned to the Jenkins’ residence.

Before two o’clock, Hannah drove herself to work at Light Media.

Quite some time had already passed, but Olivia didn’t contact her, nor make any phone calls. This made Hannah feel uneasy.

It was unnerving and she did not know if it would lead to a fatality.

If Olivia was alive, she wouldn’t avoid seeing her grandmother. She also didn’t appear to have returned home.

Could something really have happened?

It had nothing to do with her, really. She had just followed Benjamin Johnson’s instructions to call Olivia and trick her into going to Greenview Villa.

While she wished to kill Olivia, she absolutely didn’t want to get into any trouble herself.

That…was Olivia dying?

Did Benjamin Johnson and his accomplice want to kill Olivia?

If they could not kill Olivia, she would certainly take revenge.

Sitting in her spot, Hannah’s thoughts became more and more turbulent. The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became.

If Olivia learned that she had conspired with Benjamin Johnson to deceive her, it would spell big trouble, and her life might even be on the line.

Hannah clenched her teeth tightly against her bottom lip, both her hands unconsciously trembling.

Suddenly, she decided to call Benjamin Johnson.

“What…what are you really trying to do to Olivia? What the hell have you done with her?” she asked.

On the other end of the phone, Benjamin Johnson responded with a cold laugh, and a touch of mockery in his eyes, “I have no idea what you’re talking about, I don’t know anything.”

Hannah’s heart grew increasingly restless, “You can’t harm me! How can you pretend to know nothing? If something happens to her, you won’t be able to escape. It’s already close to two in the afternoon, and Olivia hasn’t contacted me or my grandmother. Something is not right. What exactly are you going to do with her when she arrives at Greenview Villa?”

Benjamin Johnson’s voice dripped with mockery, “How did I harm you? You’re the one who lured Olivia to Greenview Villa, how does that involve me? You wanted to kill Olivia, what’s it got to do with me? Are you getting scared?”

“You…bastard!”

“Don’t pretend to be so virtuous, you are just as despicable!”

Infuriated, Hannah hung up the phone.

Unconsciously Hannah continued to tremble, biting her index finger.

What should she do?

How could she extricate herself from this situation?

Benjamin Johnson and his accomplice would surely not let her go.

If anything happened to Olivia, they would definitely make her take the blame. When that happens, Daniel Marshall wouldn’t let her off the hook, and may even cost her life.

Hannah’s face turned deathly pale as her panic deepened.

“Hannah…Hannah, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

Suddenly startled, Hannah gazed in disbelief at Matthew Marshall.

“Chief Daniel Marshall, why are you here? I….l’m fine!”