Chapter 1864

Olivia and Mary had been living like recluses for almost a month. Then, on a bitterly cold day, Olivia sat with a thick newspaper in her hands, flipping through pages again and again. During this time, she'd searched every TV channel, trying to find any trace of what had happened a month before. But no matter how often she looked, there was nothing. She didn't rely only on TV, either. She also searched online on her phone, but not a single clue turned up. It was as if that day had been a dream. If Olivia wasn't certain she was still alive, she might have believed she'd died that day, since everything that happened had vanished without a trace. That night, while wind and snow howled outside, she searched through a stack of newspapers. After more than an hour, she finally spotted something. Pulling out one specific newspaper, she locked her eyes on a line: "Claude Pearce, president of Yancey Group, has passed away." It was just a short sentence. To Olivia, it made no sense. A few