After hanging up on William Wynne, Olivia Wynne was in a daze. She stared blankly ahead, her mind still replaying what he had just told her.
'Since he treats you well, you should try to make a life with him. Zachary Fairchild is a man with a strong sense of responsibility. Since he married you, he'll treat you well and protect you.'
'Make a life together?'
'We don't have any romantic feelings for each other. Can we really make it all the way?'
After mulling it over for a long time, Olivia Wynne grew increasingly agitated. She shook her head and muttered, "Forget it. I'm not thinking about it anymore."
Muttering to herself, Olivia Wynne gazed outside.
When she saw the unfamiliar pine forest outside, a sharp glint flashed in her eyes before vanishing. She then discreetly glanced at the driver in front of her.
The driver didn't notice anything was amiss with her and continued to drive steadily. However, his beady eyes kept darting about, as if he were looking for something.
