Chapter 8

Ethan wanted to take the scattered ashes on the ground with him, using all his strength to resist the bodyguards.

The bodyguards' strong arms restrained him, rendering all his struggling useless.

In the end, he could only watch helplessly as his sister's ashes were swept away like garbage.

The floor was left without a speck of dust. The last glimmer of hope in his heart was also severed.

He hung his head, laughing self-mockingly, his eyes filled with deathly stillness.

His only relative had left him too, in such a humiliating and painful way. He didn't understand why he was still alive.

It would be better if he were dead, Ethan thought.

His laughter grew more and more frenzied, already in utter despair, startling everyone.

"Olivia, you won't die a good death!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, he fainted.

Olivia didn't know what had come over her, but she suddenly felt a twinge in her chest. There was even a moment of reluctance.

It was just flour, right? Was it that important? Had Ethan really become so poor he couldn't afford food?

"Go buy him a few more and send them over. Also, buy some daily necessities for him." Olivia instructed the butler.

Ethan suddenly opened his eyes, as if waking from a nightmare. He also wished that everything just now had been a nightmare. If he opened his eyes, he would still see his sister smiling at him, the family sitting together for a meal. But this was something he couldn't even hope for in his dreams anymore.

Soon, Ethan fully woke up and found several similar boxes not far in front of him.

"It's just a box. I had people buy many. See if you like any of them."

"I also had people buy a lot of food for you. You don't need to treasure that cheap flour so much anymore."

Olivia tried hard to suppress her pride and dissatisfaction, speaking softly and gently:

Ethan lifted his eyelids to look at the person in front of him, feeling only hatred and ridicule.

"Let me go."

Seeing his cold and distant demeanor, Olivia felt she was losing face and instantly dropped her smile.

"Ethan! Don't be ungrateful. This is my charity to you. You should be thanking me."

Olivia's eyes flickered. Suddenly remembering something, she raised her chin and said arrogantly and haughtily.

"Don't forget, your sister still needs your meager salary to pay for medical expenses. If you continue to be so unresponsive and throw tantrums with me, I'll make sure you can never save your sister's life."

"Of course, if you choose to come back now! I'll pretend none of this ever happened!"

Hearing this, Ethan pulled a sarcastic expression. He slowly lifted his eyelids, staring at Olivia until she felt uneasy.

She still dared to mention Emily in front of him!

Then again, she never valued the lives of these ants.

"Mm."

Ethan nodded. He stayed not because of love or hatred, but to take away his sister's belongings. He absolutely wouldn't allow his sister's things to remain in such a filthy place.