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

Chapter 81 I’d Rather Jump Than Accept Your Help

As soon as Olivia realized Vance was behind tonight’s mess, she immediately called him.

“Vance, what the heck did you do this time? What was in that soup?”

On the other end, Vance’s voice oozed with pride.

Finished

“I told you tonight would work out perfectly! That soup’s recipe was specially sourced–it’s practically magical. Even a monk would lose his composure.”

Olivia was speechless with rage.

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

Vance replied nonchalantly, “Relax! It doesn’t matter who drinks it. Just take the opportunity tonight to give the Wilson family a healthy baby boy. Trust me, once my brother’s hooked, he’ll be completely loyal to you.”

Olivia wanted to reach through the phone and strangle him.

Sabotage is one thing, but this is next–level betrayal!

Fuming, she hung up and stood by the cold air vent, taking deep breaths to suppress the strange heat coursing through her body. But her face only grew redder, her heart raced faster, and her drifting toward Alexander.

It felt like she could even smell the faint, tantalizing scent of his cologne.

Terrified she might lose control, Olivia quickly shut her eyes, pretending he wasn’t there.

But then…

warmth crept

instinctively opened her eyes and froze.

front of her was Alexander’s strong, well–defined

eyes kept

behind her. His burning chest was nearly pressed against her back, and the thin layer of clothing between

stood there rigid, not daring to move a muscle..

close they were, Alexander casually reached forward to grab a glass of

caused his chest to brush

forgot how to breathe. Every fiber of her being screamed at her

of Olivia’s shoulders. Instead of stepping away after picking up the glass,

1/2

I’d Rather Jump

just wanted him

discomfort, and a flicker of

Finished

or drugs. She’d always found. ways to cling

But now…

was almost certain Olivia genuinely had no ulterior motives toward him.

back?” Olivia took a deep

like a walking temptation for me to commit

raised an eyebrow, watching as Olivia’s breathing grew shallow

help?” he asked, his