Rebirth of a Flopped Actress: Career First, Love Second (My Billionaire Son)

hapter 80 Need My Help?

Finished

The evening breeze tousled Olivia’s hair as she removed her glasses, revealing bright, luminous eyes that seemed to shimmer like autumn waters. Her flawless, fair skin was tinged with a rosy flush.

“How was the soup?” Alexander asked, watching her as she leaned into the cold wind.

Olivia turned her head, her cheeks slightly flushed with irritation.

“Grandpa went to the trouble of making that soup for you. How could you turn down his kind gesture?”

Alexander’s gaze lingered on her for a moment before he strode forward, his long legs closing the distance until he was standing just behind her.

Already annoyed, Olivia felt her irritation spike as he drew nearer. She turned to glare at him, her face close to his.

“Can you back off a little?”

“Do you know why I didn’t drink that soup?” Alexander raised an eyebrow, his towering frame casting a shadow over her under the light.

Olivia froze for a moment,

For some reason, the restlessness she’d been feeling seemed to dissipate slightly with his presence, replaced by an inexplicable urge to get even closer.

Wait a second. Realizing something was off, Olivia’s mind raced.

“Are you saying there was something wrong with the soup?” she asked, startled.

Alexander’s gaze lowered slightly, his eyes meeting her flushed face.

“What do you think?”

heck am I supposed to think? Olivia thought, starting to panic as Vance’s earlier words came back to her, sparking a sinking feeling in

No way.

Alexander, wanting to ask but hesitating.

lifting slightly. “After all, didn’t you once give me something

Olivia was stunned.

past self–desperate and foolish–slipping him an aphrodisiac under Amelia’s influence,

You’re saying that soup. Has the same

silence was confirmation enough.

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and didn’t say anything earlier?”

to drink the

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Olivia bristle like an agitated little bunny, Alexander’s tall figure leaned forward slightly,

between them.

the gap

thought you’d

came closer. Reflexively, she pushed against his chest

shock jolted through her fingertips. She snatched her hands back, her

soup.

murmur, his breath brushing

checks turned crimson, the color spreading so quickly it

kind of scandalous nonsense is this?

Help with what?”

though he were some wild