Chapter 115

“Put her on the phone!” Zac hesitated for a moment before he stood up and walked out. “You don’t need to know about that.” “Mr. Quinton, is that Johnny?” Zac paused in his tracks and covered his phone. “No. It’s a work call.” Olivia pursed her lips and forced a smile. “Mr. Quinton, we can’t hide from trouble if it wants to find us. Give me the phone. Let me tell him.” The two of them had a silent battle for a while before Zac passed his phone to her. Olivia cleared her throat, lifted her head to make her tears flow back, and said, “John Freeman, I hate you! I don’t wanna see you!” Before today, if you were to ask her, she would be sure that she was still very in love with John. However, after being thrown into the little black hut, she was unsure of that. The young man who was once her bringer of light had thrown her into the darkness himself, snuffing out all light and hope. It seemed like she was… truly tired now. Her voice was calm and firm, but it was also cold. At the o