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The Beginning Of All Sins

Chapter 159
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Chapter 159

The elders showered Olivia with gifts, leaving her feeling overwhelmed. She glanced at Tyler, who simply

instructed her to accept them.

As the dinner dragged on for three hours, Olivia grew increasingly exhausted, Tyler, having drunk wine, appeared

weary as well.

Returning to their room, Olivia noticed Tyler's red eyes. “Are you alright? If you're hungry, | can ask the maid to

bring something up,” she offered.

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Tyler, appearing somewhat intoxicated, replied with a curt “Yes,” before unbuttoning his shirt and collapsing onto

the couch. He rested his forehead on his hand, looking pale and drained under the harsh light.

Concerned, Olivia watched him silently.

The room was quiet, and after standing there for stime, Olivia began to feel the onset of fatigue, and her

skin becsticky. This unfamiliar room made her feel uneasy. She turned to Tyler and asked, “Can | take a

shower?”

Tyler, still resting his head in his hand, mumbled a nonchalant “Yes,” without opening his eyes.

After a quick shower, Olivia emerged to find food on the table and Tyler still in the sposition. She asked

softly, “Did you ask the maid to bring food?”

Tyler finally opened his bloodshot eyes, causing Olivia to gasp in shock. “Are you sure you're alright, Tyler?”

Unaffected by her concern, Tyler casually glanced at her. “Can you geta glass of water?”

Recalling how Tyler had been the only one drinking during the gathering, Olivia hurried to fetch water. Unsure of

his preference, she returned with a glass and placed it beside him.

“It's warm.”

Tyler took the glass and downed it, his Adam’s apple bobbing visibly. The ring on his finger caught the light,

making him appear more like a married man. His expression seemed to grow colder with the presence of the

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ring.

“Feeling better?”

Tyler handed the empty glass to her. “Yes.”

“You want more?”

“Hot.”

Confused by his response, Olivia fetched another glass. But as she handed it to him, Tyler's gaze seemed to

pierce through her, sending a chill down her spine.

“Your phone is ringing,” he suddenly said.