The Man Who Taken My Crown

The Man Who Taken My Crown
Nirmala Belongs to Liam


Staring at Oliver, Safira could not help herself, and shuddered. He didn't expect Oliver to be this cruel.


Safira suddenly thought of something, and said, "Oliver, even though I poisoned you, but I still have value for you, don't I?! I know you used me as a cover to lie to Nirmala and Liam, you can't do anything to me at all!"


“Safira, do not think you understand me, you do not even understand yourself!” Oliver sneered.


“What do you mean?” Safira suddenly got a bad feeling.


Oliver reached out and grabbed Sapphira's collar, dragging her out of the room.


“I have no shortage of women! Go there and think for yourself what my words mean!” Oliver then said in a cold tone, and closed the door forcefully.


If it wasn't because Grandpa and his mother liked Sapphira, and were also afraid that Nirmala would know her feelings of love, she had already dumped this woman in the first place.


It was up to Sapphira to think of him as a bastard or something, it was all her own fault!


Oliver's words left Sapphira stunned at the door of the room.


From the beginning, Oliver never loved and touched her, he even fed and settled for her. So, didn't Oliver use it as a cover?


Safira frowned and thought hard, and suddenly realized something.


Could it...


Oliver actually planned to make her the Big Young Madam of the Ultimate Family?


Therefore, it was not in vain that he learned the voice and habits of Nirmala all this time!


Sapphira once again misinterpreted Oliver's intentions, she again felt complacent and triumphant.


Downstairs, Nirmala calls a taxi, but doesn't come.


Seeing the anxious face of Nirmala who wanted to leave Oliver's residence immediately, Aunt Lias immediately went upstairs to tell Oliver.


Martin is home from work, the only people who can drive at home are Safira and Oliver.


Oliver goes down, and Safira follows behind. During his time in front of Nirmala, Safira always deliberately held Oliver's hand.


Nirmala raised her eyes and accidentally met Oliver's gaze. He subconsciously recalled the incident just now, his entire body goosebumps, and immediately looked away...


It's true, Oliver is very handsome and perfect, but after all, he is still Liam's older brother.


“I'll drop you off!” Oliver walks towards Nirmala and is about to extend a hand to help her carry the suitcase, but seeing Oliver approaching, he subconsciously pulls the suitcase, and takes a step back.


Oliver could feel Nirmala's inner resistance against him, and he himself also suffered greatly, helpless against Nirmala.


As he looked at Nirmala, his gaze fell on Nirmala's neck.


There are several******* that are covered by their long hair.


Oliver was a little surprised, the scene just now instantly flashed through his mind.


At this moment, his heart ached like it was pierced by a dagger.


“No, I've called a cab.” As soon as he finished saying, his phone vibrated. After he finished answering the call, his face turned pale again.


The taxi driver said that there was a traffic jam, so cancelled the order.


Seeing this, Sapphira walked towards Nirmala, smiled and said softly, "Nirmala, I'll take you!"


“Thank you, it's been a hassle!” Nirmala lowered her head, and stopped looking at Oliver.


Safira took Oliver's arm off, then grabbed Nirmala's hand, and smiled: "No need to hesitate, we are one family!"


Families……


Nirmala frowned slightly.


"I heard you went to Liam's place this time. Oh yes, if you are not planning to have children at this time, remember to bring in ******!" Safira said shamelessly.


As soon as those words fell, he secretly glanced at Oliver.


It turned out to be true, Oliver's facial expression was extremely ugly.


Sapphira sneered inwardly, no matter how holy Nirmala's body was, she still belonged to Liam.