Chapter 1665

Olivia vomited continuously, feeling as though her entire stomach might emerge through her throat. Finally, she collapsed onto the bed, exhausted, and rested for a long while. The floor was already a mess, and no one dared to go near it. At that moment, Olivia, who had been lying on the edge of the bed, slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze shifted toward the figure standing before her. When she saw him, she exhaled a breathless laugh. After a moment, she said, "I thought you, Mr. Tyler, wouldn't show up." She paused, allowing the silence to stretch, then added, "Here you are, meddling again, aren't you?" Each word she uttered was sharp, laced with bitterness. Tyler showed no reaction to her barbed words. He remained composed. Off to the side, Camilla quietly watched and listened to the sharp tirade. Still drunk, Olivia allowed a faint smile to linger on her lips. It remained as she asked, "Mr. Tyler, tell me. What if those men really had done it? What would have happened?" She smi