Marina recalled something.

When a hefty sum of money was needed for Jeff's operation, a helpless Olivia had to pawn her wedding ring for the money. At that time, she happened to run into Marina, who was picking jewelry.

Olivia crouched to pick the ring up while Marina watched the forlorn sight as though it was an entertaining show.

In a blink of an eye, seven years had passed.

Now, the person standing high up there was Olivia.

"You're Vanessa? Did you approach me for revenge?" Marina lost the glow in her eyes. She had yet to realize the gravity of the situation.

"Correct," replied Olivia softly. "This is an osteotome. It's specially structured for precise accuracy and efficiency during bone-cutting.

"This is a rongeur, to hold the bones in place for the cutting. It helps with accuracy and stability too.

"And this is something you should know. A chainsaw." Like a saleswoman, Olivia introduced the tools to Marina professionally.

"We'll forgo the anesthesia. I'll cut your skin o