Josie endured a fitful night’s sleep, jolting awake multiple times in the darkness. Consequently, she appeared somewhat pallid and fatigued as dawn approached.

Despite her evident misery and exhaustion, her innate elegance remained undiminished.

“You’re up quite early,” remarked Emily, her surprise evident. “Mr. Olsen just headed out for his morning run, and Mrs. Olsen is still in bed.”

Perplexed, Josie took a seat and asked, “Morning run?”

That didn’t seem right. Mark had been in poor health in the past, often visiting the hospital. How could he now have the energy for morning jogs?

Noting Josie’s confusion, Emily explained, “Yes, Mr. Olsen always has this habit, saying it’s a way to stay physically active.”

Such a habit must have been cultivated only within the past couple of years.

Josie nursed a splitting headache, gesturing to Emily for a cup of coffee. Her mind started to drift, replaying Justin’s words once more.

Something wasn’t right. Justin had always been opposed to her going back to the Olsen Residence. Yet yesterday, he seemed oddly indifferent, dodging the issue altogether.

shattered the silence. She glanced up to see a brand-new Rolls-Royce flawlessly parked at the entrance. A flamboyantly dressed man emerged, exuding an aura of confidence as he strode

the sudden return?”

was unmistakably Zach, his purpose evident. Ignoring the servants, he made a beeline for

him. She eased back into

onto the table, his face twisted in fury.

eyebrow. “And who might

seizing Josie’s arm and forcibly pulling

free, pivoting to pin Zach’s arm against the table. “All flash and no

struggled

voice rose to a frantic pitch, “I said

Josie leaned in closer. “Apologize, and

Zach spat at her, a sneer contorting his face.

spittle. “Then don’t blame

what

the struggle had taxed her

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