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.

arms, his large hand

was

to scold him, a

It was… Raphael.

It was really him!

recognition stunned her, and momentarily, she forgot

found her

when a deep, elegant voice broke

Olivia quickly regained

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

that moment, Olivia looked into

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

you,” Olivia said, her voice

to move past him,

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