The Beginning Of All Sins

Chapter 9

The next morning, Mrs. Jones didn’t inquire about the details of the previous night when Olivia caine downstairs, nor did she ask where they had gone. She simply served her a bowl of soup.

Olivia was afraid that she would ask. The uneasiness of having her privacy invaded had been bothering her. She felt as if she had been exposed to the world, naked and vulnerable.

After finishing the soup, she said, “I’m going to school now.” She had taken leave earlier, and since it had ended yesterday, she needed to return to school.

“Alright, go ahead,” Mrs. Jones replied.

Olivia didn’t say anything more and left the house. She took a taxi to school while holding her phon

With her head down, she glanced at the screen. There was a phone number, and it displayed Tyler’s name. He had saved it in her phone last night for convenience, he had said.

She held onto her phone tightly.

Today, she had a physical education class, which was an elective. They ran laps on the field while the teacher blew the whistle. Olivia usually had good stamina, but today was different. She found herself panting after running just two laps.

She felt weak and tired.

Afterward, the teacher allowed them to do as they pleased.

Sophie Pearce, Olivia’s friend, caught up to her. She grabbed her shoulders and asked, “Is it true that you and Jacob have broken up?”

Jacob’s name. She tried to leave, but Sophie held

she stopped and replied, “Yes.”

Is it because he’s from

she envied him. He had a peaceful and loving family with parents who

married to him. It did not have to be big. She would be happy that they could

too exhausted. She panted as

to have lunch

from a wealthy family in the banking industry, and she was considered a second- generation rich

Chapter 9

interest in such events

and saying, “Come

no other option, Olivia

to lunch together

luxurious hotel, Olivia began to regret her decision. Unfortunately, Sophie didn’t give her a chance to back

doors closed before Olivia could react, and

Sophie’s face.

such a gathering before, and anxiety coursed through her. “Forget it, Sophie.

along and said, “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine. Let me tell you, it’s a rare opportunity to meet

a dark wooden door. Olivia looked up when

heard the noise.

the room, there was a large round table, a dazzling chandelier hanging above it, and crystal clear wine glasses adorning the table. The people sitting around the table were of unknown identity and