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Capítulo 162: Chapter 162: Does She Think He's Dead?

Even as flickering flames danced in his eyes, Daniel Marshall's gaze remained locked onto Olivia Jenkins.

He certainly knew Olivia was provoking him.

Damn woman, she thought he was dead?!

Damn woman, being overly intimate with a man other than him, she really needed a lesson!

Damn woman, that hated man's hand, it had reached her back, touched her skin...

Even though Daniel was still sitting quietly watching the performance, his heart was already twisted tight and his handsome face was dark, a harbinger of an incoming storm.

It was this woman, who was acting recklessly and causing him to seethe.

Due to the stage lighting, Olivia on the stage couldn't actually see the reactions of the audience, but she could imagine how infuriated Daniel would be.

But she didn't care, it was already within her expectations.

Olivia on the stage, even wearing a butterfly mask, her eyes, like they could mesmerize, were still dazzling.

A faint smile also played in her eyes.


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