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.

”

drifted to the document before him,

had anticipated her

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hadn’t crossed paths for two months

that Dylan didn’t yearn for her or for

back from seeking them

his expression, Nigel couldn’t help but think that

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

her, she wasn’t walking

as beautiful

Miss Evans hasn’t been in good

heard that she’s been unwell for the past two months

”

Dylan’s hands tightened involuntarily.

the tension, Nigel opted to leave without

the French window, standing in

It was getting dark.

Lights beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows illuminated

once called home,