A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

She headed to the office to collect her tasks, lingering there until ten o’clock, and then drove slowly to meet Miss Holt.

The meeting location, chosen by Miss Holt, was a stylish hair salon she had frequented since her youth.

Over the years, Miss Holt had formed a deep attachment to the place, treating it almost like a second home.

Olivia had visited a few times before with Rena when she was younger.

Now older, she could truly appreciate the salon’s chic decor.

As she entered, Olivia couldn’t help but sigh; the place was a testament to capitalism, each decoration radiating opulence and luxury.

In her haste, she accidentally bumped into someone descending the stairs.

The person didn’t move aside.

herself unexpectedly in the man’s arms,

contact was undoubtedly

scold him, a

It was… Raphael.

It was really him!

her, and momentarily, she forgot

independent, found her

voice broke the silence, “How long are you going

back to reality, Olivia quickly regained her

she was on the stairs, Raphael’s grip

moment, Olivia looked into Raphael’s

gaze was emotionless, devoid of warmth—-cold and indifferent, just like every

you,” Olivia said, her voice polite

past him, adding,