Chapter 67

As the elevator reached its specific floor, it halted, and the metallic doors opened wide.

Ruella and Oliver descended from the lift in a simultaneous manner, heading towards the two-door private room with a man wrapped in a uniform stationed outside.

"Mr. and Mrs. Mitchell?" The man asked them stoically.

Ruella shook her head, about to open her mouth but Oliver took her hand, squeezing it tight. She turned her head and glared at him silently as Oliver answered.

"Yes,"

The man then nodded then he pushed the door open for them.

Letting in, Ruella pinched his palm and whispered through her gritted teeth. "What the hell are you doing, Oliver? Why do you have to lie?"

"I'm sorry but they must have been expecting that we were a couple so I just..." he tried to reason out but she only cast him a death glare as their eyes met two pairs of beautiful couples smiling at them, obviously enthralled by their arrival.

"Mr. and Mrs. Mitchell," They stood up from their seats and greeted them in