Chapter 31
The door to the upstairs study was open, Olivia approached the door and leaned in to listen for a moment, and when she heard no sound, she knocked a few times. “Mr. Sullivan, do you need help?”
The silence persisted, unbroken.
A knot of worry formed in Olivia’s chest, the fear that he might have lost consciousness gnawing at her. Without a second thought, driven by a mix of concern and urgency, she decisively pushed the door open.
The study room unfurled before her, grand in its expanse. Tall bookshelves laden with volumes of knowledge lined the walls, their natural wood grain gleaming softly under the ambient light. Directly across from her, to the right, a majestic desk held its ground. Its polished surface was home to a sleek computer and an organized stack of important–looking documents.
At her initial glance, the room seemed devoid of human presence. But as Olivia’s eyes adjusted and scanned the room more meticulously, a subtle detail caught her attention.
He was there but almost camouflaged. Nestled by the bay window, his silhouette was masked by the heavy, dark curtains, making him appear as if he was a part of the drapery, a shadow blending into the night.
Olivia walked over.
An overturned solid wood chair lay askew on the floor, hinting at a recent disturbance. Daniel Sullivan was seated gracefully by the bay window, one leg casually crossed over the other, exuding an air of nonchalance despite the evident chaos.
From Olivia’s vantage point, she could discern the telltale hues of blue and purple marring his toes. The implication was clear: the chair must have fallen on his foot, causing the bruise.
“Are you okay?” Olivia bent down, asking with concern.
It seemed as though Dániel was lost in his own world, unaware of her presence. When he finally noticed her, his eyes showed a momentary look of bewilderment. He stared blankly at her for a few heartbeats as if trying to piece together the situation before recognition slowly dawned on his face.
“I’m sorry, the noise must have startled you,” he said.
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His tone was polite, starkly contrasting to his previous sarcastic demeanor, as if he were a different person.
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Olivia’s nature was to be assertive with the strong and gentle with the weak. Seeing Daniel, clearly injured, still concerned about whether she was startled, her fondness for him grew.
“It’s fine. How’s your injury? Is it serious? Do you need to go to the hospital?” she asked.
Daniel shook his head. “No need. A bit of ointment will do. Thank you, Ms. Taylor.”
didn’t really help much,”
slightly, an apologetic look in his eyes. “Actually, I owe you an
a hint of confusion in her eyes,
innocent appearance made one wish to pull
all his strength to
odd behavior a few days ago.
Andrew is my son,
as he glanced at Olivia. Seeing her lack of response, he quickly shifted his tone and gave an example. “Last year, a lady got along well with Andrew. He really
giving him many gifts. Andrew mentioned to me a few
mother,” Olivia instinctively furrowed her
came suddenly and inexplicably.
his voice captivating, speaking with deep emotion, “I mostly thought this lady wanted to get close
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But who would
felt a sudden tightness in her chest,
calm voice continued, “Her ambitions
woo Andrew, intending to kidnap and use him to threaten
her eyes suddenly burned, her heart feeling as if it was being squeezed, causing her
she squatted down, leaning close to Daniel, looking up at him, “What happened next? Is Andrew
her face, but he
stayed silent, the calmer his expression became, making Olivia’s heart race, feeling a tightness in her chest, struggling to breathe.
Olivia so engrossed in a mere fictional tale, showing immense concern for Andrew but disregarding his own injury in front of her, irritated him.
became incredibly
about her son and
he was
a sorrowful and concerned expression despite his internal displeasure, portraying the image
force. Even though he didn’t know how she had forgotten him entirely, causing him endless distress, her
out yesterday that she had forgotten
to confront her
husband, to see what she
he restrained himself.
surely wouldn’t have believed him. She
a more roundabout approach.
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