*

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!"

of silence, Ana's

out of her daze. "R-Right! I

"Good. Goodbye."

The driver glanced at Olivia, asking

"No. We'll wait here."

the driver looked

explain. Instead, she pursed her lips, her

Naomi's ward, where she immediately asked, "Was that

on the coffee table

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

his book. "It was just a call.

fretted about hindering his work. But

ioned that

Nodding, she

lapsed into

exclaimed, "Ms.

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