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.

the man’s arms,

was

Olivia was about to scold him, a familiar

It was… Raphael.

It was really him!

her, and momentarily, she forgot to

spirited and independent, found her emotions stirred only

wasn’t sure how much time had passed when a deep, elegant voice broke the silence, “How long are you going to

back to reality, Olivia

on the stairs, Raphael’s grip tightened, preventing her from

that moment, Olivia looked into

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

said, her voice polite yet

past him,