The next morning, Olivia approached Mrs. Claire just before breakfast, her heart pounding in her chest. Facing the middle-aged woman, Olivia seemed to convey her thoughts through her gestures alone. Mrs. Claire smiled, understanding, and spoke gently, "Have you made a decision?" she inquired.With confidence in her expression, Olivia nodded. "Yes, Granny. But...""But?" Mrs. Claire prompted, never taking her eyes off Olivia."But I can't promise that I can bring them closer together anytime soon," Olivia replied. Granny Claire responded with a smile. Her hand reached out and gently held Olivia's. "Thank you, Olivia. I truly appreciate it," she said with a sincere smile."If I don't succeed, will Granny be upset?" Olivia asked without hesitation. Granny Claire chuckled and shook her head. "I'm asking for your help, but my hopes are entirely entrusted to God. Because He is the One who turns hearts. What's important is that I've made the effort. Whether Ignazio's heart moves or not, we l
Granny Claire opened the door, and Olivia wasn't surprised to see a middle-aged man sitting behind the desk, wearing glasses perched on his nose, his eyes focused intently on the square screen in front of him.She clearly recognized the man. A man who often wore a blank expression but had a heart that was very, very gentle and caring. Who else could it be but Sir Antony Quirino? A man whose age was no longer young but still exuded an aura of leadership."Darling, Olivia has arrived," Granny Claire said softly. The man nodded his head without diverting his attention from the screen. "Please, have a seat," Granny Claire said, while she herself approached her husband and stood behind him to see what had captured his attention. "I told you, don't be too serious," Granny Claire scolded her husband gently."I'm just monitoring the company's stock movements, dear," the man said wearily. "It's not that I don't trust Meizar. It's just that he has been carrying too much workload, and beyond tha
Olivia glanced back at the pages in her hands. The contract Granny Claire had given her was only valid for one year. One year? It wasn't a short amount of time, but when lived through, it would pass by swiftly. Would she be able to bring the father and daughter closer together within that timeframe? And what if she failed? "Do I have to take a leave of absence from college?" she inquired. "The decision is up to you. As long as you can handle the job in Kralligimiz and also deal with Ignazio and Gianna, Granny doesn't think it's necessary," Granny Claire replied. "Granny, what if within that year Olivia's efforts don't bear fruit?" Olivia asked. "We will reconsider, evaluating how much progress you've made by then," this time it was Mr. Antony who answered. "Even if at that time you don't succeed and want to give up, it's fine. At least we have tried. You have tried," Granny Claire replied again. "If within one year you manage to make Ignazio and Gianna close again, like a fath
Olivia turned around and walked back into her room, ignoring a widescreen television that was undoubtedly dazzling to the eyes. She made her way to the bed where she had placed the envelope given to her by Granny Claire.She took the envelope to her study desk, which was adorned with a square screen displaying the bitten apple logo. She wanted to know the secret about Ignazio that Granny Claire had mentioned earlier. As she pulled out the documents, a white flash drive fell out alongside them.Olivia powered up the square screen, placed the documents aside, and chose to inspect the contents of the flash drive first. The drive was divided into several folders. The first folder was labeled "Ignazio-22," the second was titled "Ignazio and Gretta," and the third was named "After Gretta." Her mouse moved and clicked on the "Ignazio-22" folder.Inside the folder, there were a collection of photos and some videos that Olivia sorted through based on the oldest dates. She began her task, exami
Olivia sighed in relief, feeling fortunate that she hadn't rushed into contacting Geremia. She continued reading through the documents, absorbing every piece of information about Ignazio. The papers revealed Ignazio's complete biography: his date of birth, education, and his professional background. If she could whistle, Olivia thought she would have done so right then and there. The man she had encountered in the penthouse was not just a shallow individual; he was an incredibly intelligent and accomplished person.Olivia knew Ignazio was a businessman, but she hadn't realized the extent of his success. The praises Ignazio received about his achievements as the leader of Kralligimiz seemed insufficient compared to the wealth of information she was now reading. Ignazio was not only a producer, composer, talent scout, but had also directed several projects. He was clearly a highly skilled individual. To Olivia's surprise, Ignazio's endeavors extended far beyond Kralligimiz. He had found
Olivia raised her head, gazing at the towering Kralligimiz building in front of her. She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to calm the nervousness that had settled within her.This was her first day working at the large company, and Olivia honestly didn't feel very confident. Not because she doubted her ability to work hard—oh, she was very sure of that. But she lacked confidence in other aspects, different goals that had brought her this far.Pessimistic questions filled her mind. What if Granny Claire's prediction was wrong, and Ignazio never intended to return to Kralligimiz? Weren't there too many memories between Ignazio, Gretta, and Kralligimiz?Gretta might not have been a Kralligimiz artist. But before Ignazio eventually convinced Gretta to marry him, he had pursued her to make his late wife an artist. According to the story Olivia heard from Granny Claire, Gretta had a remarkably sweet voice, and as a producer, Ignazio wanted to promote Gretta as a singer. That's
During lunchtime, they went down to the Kralligimiz cafeteria. Like any regular lunch hour, the extremely spacious cafeteria was almost filled with people. Olivia was momentarily surprised because the people she saw were not ordinary individuals but rather celebrities, actors, and rising singers whose faces she usually only saw on her phone and TV screen.If she couldn't control herself, she might have hysterically cheered, going from table to table asking for autographs. However, Olivia tried to restrain herself, keeping her gaze down so as not to stare and keeping her mouth shut."Isn't that Chatra?" Olivia asked Lorraine.Lorraine, who was putting food on her plate, turned her head in the direction where Olivia was looking. With indifference, Lorraine nodded her head."Is he one of Kralligimiz's alumni singers too?" Olivia asked, curious.Lorraine shook her head. "He's here because of a work contract; he's from a different talent agency. He works under Biantara's Group," Lorraine r
On Wednesday, as per the agreement Olivia and Granny Claire had made, Olivia remained responsible for taking care of Ignazio's penthouse. Last night, as she was getting ready to sleep, Granny Claire stopped Olivia and told her to inform Ignazio that she worked at Kralligimiz if Ignazio were to inquire. Olivia didn't understand why she had to say that, as if Ignazio would be curious about her job. Even though Granny Claire now placed Olivia at Kralligimiz with the assumption that Ignazio would return to work and she would be the bridge between Gianna and Ignazio, Olivia never thought Ignazio would be interested in her affairs.Granny Claire also told Olivia not to clean Ignazio's penthouse alone and just be a supervisor, but Olivia refused again because cleaning Ignazio's residence had become one of her habits. She also mentioned that she needed to move a lot because after two days of working and studying with Lorraine, she spent most of her time sitting, which made her usually active