A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Recognizing Olivia’s lack of receptivity, Nigel refrained from further discussion and swiftly gathered his things before heading back to the company.

Meanwhile, Olivia remained seated, leisurely sipping her coffee as the sun dipped below the horizon.

Upon Nigel’s return to the office to deliver his report, Dylan had just finished sorting through a stack of documents and was reclining in his leather chair, taking a moment to rest.

Nigel knocked lightly on the door before entering the room.

Dylan opened his eyes, noticing Nigel’s presence.

He shifted slightly in his seat.

“How did it go?”

Placing the document on Dylan’s desk, Nigel sighed softly.

“It wasn’t easy,” Nigel began, his tone heavy.

“Miss Evans remains resolute.

She declined your offer of goodwill.

”

gaze drifted to the document before him,

anticipated

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for two months since she moved

wasn’t that Dylan didn’t yearn for her

himself back from

Nigel couldn’t help but think that he might regret divorcing

made a point of mentioning it in front of him, saying, “Leyla has grown

I saw her, she wasn’t walking well, but now

beautiful as

and Miss Evans hasn’t

she’s been unwell for the past two

”

Dylan’s hands tightened involuntarily.

Nigel opted to leave without further dialogue, fabricating

way to the French window, standing

It was getting dark.

beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows illuminated the surroundings, but none of them

place they once called