Chapter 355
Ana strutted arrogantly past Katrina, leaving her and Sophie standing there.
Sophie said, “Aunt Katrina… Olivia is my friend. Why did you…”
She worried. Claude and Olivia’s fling was taboo, yet Katrina had done that to Olivia.
Naturally, Katrina didn’t notice her reaction. She said gloomily, “I want Claude to have a wife like her. Even if she doesn’t come from a prestigious family, it would be great as long as she’s obedient. Unfortunately, realizing my dream is hard.”
“Aunt Katrina, Olivia is married now. She’s Mrs. Harris. It was inappropriate for you to do that in front of
Ms. Ana.”
Of course, Katrina knew that Morgan had died because of Claude, and the Harrises had been holding
them hostage because of that.
Gloom filled her eyes. “I can’t even dream now? The Harrises are going to kill Claude one day.”
Sophie panicked, but there were things she dared not say at all. She stood there nervously.
Olivia followed Ana to the VIP room in the salon.
Ana visited it every month, so she was familiar with the place. She told the beautician, “Be careful what you use on her. She’s pregnant. Don’t hurt the baby.”
The beautician responded instantly, “Got it, Mrs. Harris.”
Ana then lay on the bed.
Olivia stood there watching, and soon the staff invited her to lie down.
The beautician carefully worked on Ana’s face. An aromatic diffuser filled the room, accompanied by plano music. Ana shut her eyes, recalling how Katrina had looked at Olivia.
She inwardly scoffed at how envious Katrina was.
‘She was envious? She should be. How could she pick the wrong daughter–in–law? she thought.
She then addressed Olivia with an increasingly gentle tone, saying. “The service here is amazing. You should try their hydration facial.”
She added, “Don’t worry, you’re more beautiful than that frail thing even without it. Every man will be captivated by you.”
Youth was invaluable. How could Tyler resist her charm? Who wouldn’t appreciate a youthful and attractive appearance? Would he prefer someone sickly and gaunt instead?
Naturally, Ana didn’t voice these thoughts.
Olivia remained silent in response.
Ana knew what she was thinking. She admired Olivia’s adeptness at managing her relationship with
Hillary and Naomi with intelligence and grace. She dared not offend anyone, remaining silent to protect
Naomi.
However, she was too young to understand how cruel the world was. She would understand when the
baby was born.
Ana sighed and relaxed her muscles as the beautician worked on her. She said, “Softer.”
The beautician softened her touches right away.
Olivia felt nervous, unable to calm down, though she kept it well hidden.
Ana was doing a body massage, while Olivia couldn’t do it as she was pregnant. Concerned she might
become bored, Ana suggested she wait outside after her facial.
The staff brought her to the VIP lounge. They served her carefully, saying to her when they arrived at the
couch, “Please take a seat, Ms. Olivia. I’ve gotten them to bring you something to eat.”
Olivia nodded. “Okay.
