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Chapter 30

Author: Vivi Anne
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Olivia’s POV

The days following the fight with Lucas passed in a haze of frustration and self-doubt. No matter how much I tried to distract myself, his face—the hurt in his eyes, the anger in his voice—kept resurfacing in my mind. I hated that he had this kind of power over me, that he could stir emotions I wasn’t ready to confront.

I was in my home office, reviewing a report Natalya had sent over, when the sound of hushed voices drifted up from the hallway. It was the maids. Normally, I would have ignored it, but something about the tone of their conversation caught my attention.

“…I’m just saying, if Mr. Preston really cared about her, wouldn’t he have come back by now?”

“Maybe he’s too proud,” another voice replied. “Or maybe she scared him off. You know how intimidating she can be.”

My grip on the pen tightened. Intimidating? Scared him off? Who were they to speculate about my relationship—or lack thereof—with Lucas?

“Either way, it’s a shame,” the first voice continued. “Th
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