*

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!"

moment of silence, Ana's tone hardened.

out of her daze.

"Good. Goodbye."

call ended. The driver glanced at Olivia,

"No. We'll wait here."

driver looked at

pursed her lips, her

returned to Naomi's ward, where

replied absentmindedly. He placed his phone on

for a moment before sheepishly suggesting, "Um, Tyler? work needs your attention, you should go. I'm fine on my own. You've been keeping me company for

looked up from his book. "It was just

fretted

that

if it were important. Nodding, she

lapsed into

and exclaimed, "Ms. Naomi, your

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