*

Olivia was about to step into the car when Ana's call came through. She answered promptly. "Hi, Mom." "Did you deliver it to him?"

"Yes," she replied after a brief pause.

Ana's suspicion heightened at the momentary silence. "Don't make me call the Harris Group to verify."

"He's not at his office, Mom. I called him, and he instructed me to leave it at the front desk."

"And now you're leaving," Ana noted.

Olivia glanced down. "Yes."

"You're not leaving. The purpose of afternoon tea is to personally hand it to him!"

a moment of silence, Ana's tone hardened. "Do

of her

"Good. Goodbye."

call ended. The driver glanced at Olivia, asking tentatively, "Should we head

"No. We'll wait here."

driver

pursed her

ward, where she immediately asked, "Was

phone on the coffee table

your attention, you should go. I'm fine on my own. You've

up from his book. "It was just a

while Naomi fretted about hindering his work.

that

Nodding, she

lapsed into

and exclaimed, "Ms.

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