Chapter 4

Murderers?

Olivia laughed mockingly. No one had ever dared to call her that before.

Olivia's beautiful eyes darkened like a deep swamp, bottomless.

"So what? Are you going to report me? Or kill me? Ethan, know your place. Don't try to challenge my bottom line."

Ethan suddenly laughed, tears rushing down uncontrollably.

"Bottom line? When you trampled on my bottom line, did you ever think about how humiliated I felt!"

"These five years, how I've endured all the insults, what you've done to us siblings, you know better than anyone. If being loved by you means being toyed with, mocked, at the cost of my family's life, then this kind of love disgusts me to the extreme!"

Olivia seemed to see him like this for the first time. Her brows furrowed, not knowing what to say for a moment.

At this time, Nathan walked over to Ethan's side with a mocking expression.

"Ethan, I'm half responsible for this too. Don't blame Olivia. Why don't I go apologize to your sister?"

"After all, your poor sister was struggling so painfully yesterday. You don't know how heart-wrenching her cries were, like she was between life and death. It was quite a spectacle! It would be a shame if she didn't become an actress."

His light tone seemed to not take human life seriously at all, and there was even a hint of pride.

Ethan felt his head buzzing. He grabbed Nathan's collar and gave him a hard punch!

Nathan's howl of pain instantly sobered everyone up.

He covered his face, his eyes immediately reddening, his face turning ashen. The people around were in an uproar.

"Ethan actually dared to hit Nathan. I see he really doesn't know his place anymore. He's out of control!"

"Olivia, Young Master Nathan has never suffered such a big grievance since childhood. This time you can't protect Ethan anymore."

Olivia stood not far away, coldly watching this scene.

After who knows how long, she slowly walked over in her high heels. Looking at Ethan, she laughed lightly, but that laugh was bone-chillingly cold.

The next second, she kicked Ethan in the stomach. His body, already weak, was caught off guard and fell to the ground.

"Who told you to touch him? Don't you know our relationship? Am I giving you too much face?" Olivia stepped on Ethan's face, her heel scraping across his face, leaving a not-so-light wound.

Seeing this, others rushed forward to pin down the struggling Ethan.

Ethan's face was humiliatingly pressed against the ground, unable to move at all.

He could only lift his face, watching helplessly as Olivia looked down at him. That once bright girl now seemed like a ripe fruit, her heart beginning to rot, the core growing darker and darker.

"You and your sister were just dogs of our Thompson family. Whatever I told you to do, you had to do it. Let alone playing with me, even if I told you to crawl and bark like dogs, you'd have to do it immediately. Do you understand?"

Ethan was in heart-wrenching pain, but suddenly burst into laughter. He stared blankly at the white ceiling, his voice hoarse as he said word by word:

"Olivia, I never want to see you again in this life."

"Let's break up."