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Lucas looked in the direction of the voice and noticed it was a lady, giving off an aura of a fairy, flying toward the main stage. “My name’s Olivia Phillips, from the Aqua Nimbus Organization!” Olivia was a Rank 2 Transcendent Being but to Lucas, she was still a weakling. Lucas smiled faintly, and said to Olivia, “You’re a lady and I am thinking you will be fine if you just get married. Why must you come out and reveal yourself? You think this is a joke?” Hearing it made Olivia’s pupils shrink, and her fair face revealed a cold expression. “I’ll make you experience what it means to regret!” Olivia said coldly.

Breanna blurted out before laughing to herself. Clearing my throat, I wrapped my arm around Olivia’s waist tightly and raised my voice. “Meet my girlfriend and baby mama, Olivia Jamerson.” “You’re serious? What the f*cking hell is the matter with you, Joshua? Don’t you know who she is? Did your memory loss mess with your head? She’s Outcast Olive!” Breanna yelled out in absolute fury as she stomped the floor.

She greeted James Richardson and Xavier Brooks with a cool nod, her perfect composure never wavering. James approached her, curiosity lighting his eyes. "Swift, are you on the Shadowcrest team now?" Olivia shook her head calmly. "No. I study healing algorithms, so I came here today to sharpen my skills." I pretended to focus on my tablet, but my ears caught every word. James listened attentively, clearly impressed by Olivia's presence. I could almost see him mentally reviewing her remarkable résumé—elite doctorate by twenty-five, the territory's top female racer known as "Swift," fearless in competition and extreme sports alike.

Olivia Black / Liv (28) Job: Professor Assistant at NYU (New York University). Graduated in business from University of Chicago Personality: Outgoing, Independent, Friendly, Bubbly, Productive, Low Self Esteem, Caring. Looks: Long wavy blonde hair, Almond shape green eyes, fine pointed up nose, plump lips, curvy, 5’4, 88kg (195lbs), White but Tanned skin. Stretch marks and cellulite, small scar on right collar bone. Small tattoo of a butterfly on her left hip.

"And I'm Olivia from Divine Vermillion Clan. Rank Second and also known as the Indomitable Warrior." I gazed at Olivia. Her face looks familiar. Where did I see her before? I doubt we've met each other before. "Wow, you are all amazing. It's a pleasure to meet you all. I'm Arielle Wilhelm." I said and shook their hands. Suddenly, an image flashed in my mind upon a closer look at Olivia's face. "Miss Olivia, can I ask you a question?" "Oh, sure, dear. Ask away," she said with a faint smile as she took a sip of her wine.

" Olivia lane Twenty two years old Date of birth : 16th august 2000 Her parents are divorced has a brother who recently got into an accident. Her mother owns a small eatery and they live in one of this old buildings here in lA . Finished high school but didn't go to college So they are basically poor and that's exactly what we need ". David read out the file about the things he was able to gather about Olivia to Christopher who just sat down with a stoic expression on his face .

A part of me doesn't want to egg him on, but he’s being such a prick right now and riling both me and Netty up, with both of us on the same page it’s hard backing down. “Enough,” yells a woman, standing and raising her voice over the chaos that has erupted around us. Her aura is strong, making everyone cower down, even myself as a wave of calm washes over me and Netty. ‘Whats happening’ Netty groans as she curls back down. ‘She’s Luna, Oliver's mother’ I mumble, that could be the only explanation to why she has any sort of control toward Netty and I. While I kept tabs on my sperm donor I didn’t care to have any other interest in his other family members other than Oliver.

I whisper and face the bridge. I took a deep breath and rubbed my hide-away before I cried, “Ma'am Helena Mirenda, I am Olivia, a close person to your child, do I just want you to feel that way in heaven?” “Olivia?” Hector's sambit but I kept shouting, “ Hector, he's big and a nice FBI angent, he's so handsome and especially smiling, he's ok but I know he still hurts whenever you think, pwedi ho make her feel that she is not guilty of the flood---” Hector held my arm upsang to stop me and when I confronted her I saw the tilt tears in his eyes so I continued.

“We have eight thousand, Alpha Dominic. I am confident that we can win this, but you know how Olivia is. She is an unpredictable b*tch and she wanted all of us dead so bad. We have no idea what she can do. What she can sacrifice just to have her revenge. She had already sold her body and soul to whatever it was that made her look like that.” “Does she scare you?” I laughed a little at Liam after seeing that horrified look on his face as he lowered his binoculars again. “Are you serious? She terrifies me, Dominic. I mean, who would do this kind of thing? Selling your body and soul to something that you are not sure what it is just to have revenge? That’s a total fuck-up!”

“You have a talent for showing up where you’re not wanted, Marena. Actually, I don't know if I'm to commend you for your bravery or pity you for your stupidity in showing up here.” Marena gasped, mock-wounded. “Now, that’s not very romantic of you. You always were a little cruel, tesoro,” She turned her head slightly, and her gaze landed on Olivia. “Oh… Oh.” Her smirk widened. Darling. Marena acted like she was just noticing the woman in Nero’s arms finally. Olivia felt suddenly exposed, like prey being circled by a predator. The sharp grey eyes of the woman were boring into her in a bold scrutinising manner, and it seemed like she was unimpressed.