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.

in the man’s arms, his large hand warmly securing her slender

contact was undoubtedly

Olivia was about to scold him, a familiar scent halted

It was… Raphael.

It was really him!

momentarily, she forgot to pull

so spirited and independent, found her emotions stirred only by

how much time had passed when a deep, elegant voice broke the silence,

Olivia quickly regained

was on the stairs, Raphael’s grip tightened, preventing

that moment, Olivia looked into

of warmth—-cold and indifferent, just like every encounter

you,” Olivia said, her voice polite

to move past