Chapter 747


    Seeing that she reacted to it, John smiled slightly. "Yeah, probably.’


    "How do you know about Mr. M?"


    Olivia was on her guard. She remembered Mr. M. She barely talked about him, even with Zac. How


    could John possibly know? Did he look into her?


    "I only saw that your house is on sale and was about to help you buy it when I realized someone beat


    me to it, so I looked into it.”


    Olivia narrowed her eyes. “Is that all?”


    "Because he''s a man. I''m sensitive to any man around you. Is that answer satisfactory to you?"


    Olivia withdrew her gaze and looked out of the window without another word.


    The mindset was indeed what John would think, but she did not believe him when he said he knew who


    Mr. M was.


    "I take you to him when I find out."


    "Well talk about it when you find out."


    Finding it different from his expectations, John pressed his lips together and told her, n will go to the


    cemetery too."n..."


    She could not letn find out about her mistake.


    Olivia coughed softly, fixed her clothes, and forced herself to calm down by opening the window and


    letting the breeze blow through her.


    Whether it was Zac, forgetting her mother''s birthday, or Mr. M, she should have kept it to herself until


    she was done visiting her mother.


    At the cemetery.


    Even on sunny days, the cemetery was always foggy, making people feel several degrees cooler when


    they entered.


    Olivia could not help shivering and walked ahead with the flowers John prepared.


    Many of her loved ones were buried at the end of the road. Every step felt heavy.


    Suddenly, she stopped and looked at John nearby. “John, wait here for me."


    “HI go with you."


    “No.” Her eyes were cold as she put some distance between her and John." You have the face to see


    them, but I don''t have the face to see them with you."


    John stopped walking, and they locked eyes.


    "John, I know you want to say you didn''t kill them. But ask yourself, can you say it has nothing to do


    with you?"


    John''s mouth twitched. He could not answer the question.


    When two people had a standoff, a voice came from behind. “John? Liv?"


    When they looked back,n bit his lip and corrected himself, saying, "No, I should call you Phoebe.”


    Olivia''s heart quivered. For a moment, she did not know what to say.


    Having her brother call her Phoebe was not what she wanted to hear.


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    John nodded. "Yeah."


    "Then hurry up. Don''t dy further. My sister said Mom likes to receive blessings in the morning."


    With that said, he nced at Olivia and walked on himself.


    Olivia knewn would find out something if this continued, so she red at John and followedn.


    When they reached Mrs. Larson''s gravestone,n put the flower down and rubbed the picture on the


    gravestone.


    "Mom, I haven''t been able to spend time with you, but Liv says you''re gentle and beautiful. It''s a pity


    that I can''t visit you with Liv."


    Then he dragged John over. “But John came with me as usual.”


    Olivia nced at John and asked, "You used toe together?"


    She stiffened and looked at him in disbelief.


    "Has all the flowers I''ve seen before been from John?’