Even after her death novel

Chapter 514 Mona had been in high spirits for the past couple of days. She even started using facial masks,

something which she had never done before. It was evident that the upperclassman was very important

to her. She was looking forward to the meeting more than anything. When the day arrived, her face lit up with

joy, but she was also nervous. "Does this dress look ugly on me, Olivia? He's returning from abroad. Will he think I'm too

unfashionable?" Olivia wanted to give Mona some of her clothes, but they were too expensive. She wanted Mona to

show her most authentic self to her upperclassman since she might want to date him. Olivia figured it

was best not to complicate things with overly expensive clothes. "Of course, he won't. If he likes you too, he'll think you're beautiful even if you're wearing rags. Don't

worry. Just go see him at the airport, no pressure." TI Mona looked at Olivia, who sat beside her. Olivia was wearing a simple white dress. Her hair was in a ponytail, and she wore no jewelry or makeup. But she looked like an elegant swan. "Okay, I'll need to learn from your example. I'll be calm. It's just a man." Mona muttered to herself, but she suddenly became nervous again. "But it's Warren Tovar! The man

I've secretly admired for so long. I can still remember the first time we met…' Mona cupped her cheeks with her hands as she began to fantasize about Warren. Olivia sighed and said, "You're hopeless." The whole time they were in the car, Mona talked about how great Warren was and how cool he was. Olivia felt like she had enough inspiration for an entire campus romance novel. Mona only stopped talking about Warren after they arrived at the basement parking lot of the Antique House.

She asked, "Are you sure you don't need me with you?" "I'm sure. Just have fun on the date with your upperclassman. Seize the chance. You can do it." Olivia exited the car, gestured for Mona to try her best, and went on the elevator with her bodyguards. She stood in a corner of the elevator, and the four bodyguards stood before her. They surrounded her

so tightly that no one could even see her. No one would know who she was. Olivia's seat was in a private room, where no one could see. She only needed to wait for the pendants

to be auctioned. As soon as she sat down, the leader of the bodyguards, Cyril Pullman, knocked on the door and entered. He took away the snacks prepared in the room and replaced them with those they brought from home. "Mrs. Miller, eat these if you want." Olivia nodded at him. She had seen Cyril around for half a year. He was like a shadow. He rarely

showed himself, was silent, and paid attention to details. "Thanks." "You're too kind, Mrs. Miller. I'll be outside the door. Call me if you need me." Cyril was tall and muscular but closed the door lightly on the way out. He didn't make any unnecessary noises. Olivia glanced at the people in the hall below with a bored expression while sipping on warm water. It

was very lively today. There were all sorts of people in the building. Other than antiques, there were also some illegal items up for auction. These items weren't announced ahead of time, so they attracted a lot of collectors. Before the auction started, Olivia heard arguments from outside the door. "My employer wants this room. Name a price. How much to let us have this room?" Cyril said in a deep voice, "Sorry, we won't do it." "You won't? Why am I talking to a lapdog like you?

Ask whoever is inside to come out here. Do you

know who my employer is?" "I said, we won't do it. It won't change no matter who your employer is." After Cyril said that, the sound of a slap could be heard. Then, a woman said, "How about now? Scum! You guys, knock down that door. Don't waste any more

time with these losers."