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…

sudden warmth crept up

opened her

her was Alexander’s strong, well–defined

eyes kept

against her back, and

nearly made Olivia’s mind short–circuit. She stood there rigid, not daring to move

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

caused his chest to brush

of her being screamed at her to

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

1/2

Jump Than

didn’t want water–she just wanted him to back off

flicker of something unspoken

Finished

any excuse like soup or drugs. She’d

But now…

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

took a deep breath and turned, shoving Alexander away.

actions are like a

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

want my help?” he asked, his