After the introduction, Lucas instructed Olivia to show Maddie to her new workspace. "Follow me," Olivia said, trying to maintain a professional tone.
Maddie trailed behind her, a knowing glint in her eye. She was aware that Olivia's mind was buzzing with questions, and she was more than happy to provide all the answers. As they reached the office, Olivia gestured to the spacious room. "This is your office, and the files you need to sort out are on the table. They're fairly straightforward, but if you have any questions or need clarification on anything, don't hesitate to let me know." Maddie smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "You don't have to sound so professional with me, you know," she said, her voice laced with warmth. Olivia raised an eyebrow, choosing to ignore Maddie's teasing comment. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming to work here?" she asked, her curiosity getting the better of her. Maddie shrugged, a hint of apology in her voice. "I had told Lucas earlier about me wanting to work here. He told me to send my qualifications to his email, but he didn't reply. I sent in everything he asked and finally, yesterday, he told me to start work. I wanted to secure the job before I told you. I was going to fill you in yesterday, but it wasn't exactly the right moment." Olivia's eyes narrowed slightly. "Why didn't you text or call me then?" she asked, her tone a mix of curiosity and mild reproach. Maddie's expression turned slightly somber. "I did call you, Olivia. I called you three times last night because I wanted to catch up and tell you about the job. But you didn't pick up, and you didn't call back." Olivia's face softened as she checked her phone, realizing that she had indeed missed Maddie's calls. After the events of the previous day, she had put her phone on Do Not Disturb mode and hadn't had a chance to check it thoroughly. "Oh, sorry. My bad," she said, feeling a twinge of regret for not being more available. It’s fine, no problem,” she replied. Olivia went back to her workspace, and the rest of her day went smoothly. As the day drew to a close, Olivia headed home, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. She walked into the house, greeted by the warm aroma of dinner wafting from the kitchen. Maltida, her loyal maid, was busy preparing the evening meal, her hands moving deftly as she chopped vegetables and stirred pots. "Welcome, ma'am," Maltida said, looking up from her work with a warm smile. "How are you, dear?" she asked, her eyes filled with concern. Olivia smiled, feeling a sense of comfort at the familiar routine. "I'm fine, Maltida. Just a long day at work," she replied, dropping her bag onto the floor. Maltida nodded sympathetically. "I'm preparing dinner, ma'am. It'll be ready soon," she said, her voice reassuring. Olivia nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude towards Maltida. "Okay, no problem," she replied. "I'll just freshen up and change. Let me know when dinner is ready." After changing into comfortable clothes, Olivia settled onto the couch. She picked up her phone, noticing the messages from Maddie. But one particular one caught her attention. “I am coming to your place now.” The text popped up. Okay, but why? It's late already, she thought. A few minutes later, Maddie came into the mansion. “Bestie, how are you doing?” Maddie asked, smiling. “I am fine, thank you for asking. But what are you doing in my place by this time?” she asked. "I have to tell you, bestie, I've been planning this for a while," she said, her voice low. "I've been looking for a way to get closer to Lucas, to figure out what's going on between you two." Olivia's eyes widened in surprise. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Maddie smiled, her eyes sparkling with determination. "I've been watching from the sidelines, and I have to say, I'm not impressed with how Lucas has been treating you," she said. "I figured the best way to help you would be to get inside, to see what's going on." Olivia's mind was racing. "So, you came here to help me?" she asked, her voice filled with emotion. Maddie nodded. "Yes, I did. And I have to say, I'm excited to be here. I'm going to do everything in my power to help you, bestie. Let’s figure this out together." Olivia knew something was off, but she tried to brush it off, attributing her unease to her already frazzled nerves. When Maddie asked to stay over for the night, Olivia agreed, happy to have her best friend's company. The two friends spent the evening catching up, and Olivia felt a sense of normalcy wash over her. The next day, Olivia arrived at work, determined to tackle her tasks with renewed focus. She spent the morning compiling files, her mind concentrated on the task at hand. Once she finished, she gathered the documents and headed to Lucas's office. As she approached his door, she felt a familiar knot in her stomach. She had been avoiding him ever since their confrontation, and the thought of facing him again made her anxious. She prayed that he wouldn't be in his office, hoping to avoid an awkward encounter. But fate seemed to have other plans. As she reached the door, she heard Lucas's voice, low and husky, speaking into the phone. His door was slightly ajar, and Olivia's curiosity got the better of her. She hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should knock or wait until he finished his call. As she stood there, frozen in indecision, she heard Lucas's words more clearly. "I love you, baby," he said, his voice filled with affection. Olivia's heart skipped a beat as she heard the feminine voice on the other end of the line respond, "I love you, too, my love." The voice sounded eerily familiar, and Olivia's mind began to reel. Who was Lucas talking to? And why did the voice sound so hauntingly familiar?The sun had barely dipped beneath the skyline when Olivia walked briskly into the parking lot, high heels clicking with purpose. Her mind spun from what she had just seen on Maddie’s phone.At first, the message had seemed like a desperate, almost romantic plea. But something nagged at her now.As she stood beside her car, Olivia unlocked her own phone and opened the screenshot again. Her eyes scanned the message again and again, and there it was. A small line of text beneath the main message that she’d completely overlooked in the heat of the moment.“Bei Interesse treffen wir uns um 19:30 Uhr auf dem Delancey Rooftop”She frowned.German?Her brows furrowed as she copied the text into a translator.Her blood ran cold. “If you are interested, we will meet at 7:30 pm on the Delancey Rooftop.”She quickly searched for The Delancey Rooftop, and within seconds, images of a stylish club-bar with dim lighting, loud music, and panoramic views of the city skyline filled her screen.“So that’
The message was still glowing on Maddie’s screen when Olivia stared down at it again.No. No way Lucas wrote this.She knew him. For all his charm, arrogance, and haunting mystery, Lucas wasn’t… this. He was calculated. Careful. Always five steps ahead. He would never be this direct. Not this sloppy. Not when he had so much to lose.Which could only mean one thing.She’s cheating on him.The thought made Olivia’s stomach twist with disbelief, and something darker.A whole Maddie, Lucas’s wife, sneaking around like some desperate side piece?“Oh, how the tables have turned,” Olivia whispered, eyes narrowing.She reached for her phone with lightning reflexes and snapped a quick picture of the screen. The moment the screenshot was saved, she locked Maddie’s phone and gently placed it back on the bench like nothing had happened.She exhaled through her nose and straightened her spine just as the studio door creaked open.Right on cue, the bathroom door creaked open.Olivia turned just in
The moment Maddie hit the floor, time froze.A sharp gasp cut through the studio like a blade. Her palms slapped against the polished wood, her knee grazing slightly as she caught herself, but the fall wasn’t what made everyone go still.It was Clara’s expression, her eyes widened and her lips parted, voice bubbling over with apologies.“Oh my God! Maddie, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to! Are you okay?” Clara rushed forward, hands fluttering near Maddie’s shoulders but not quite touching.Maddie scowled, brushing her off. “I’m fine.”“No, seriously, I didn’t even see you there,my turn was too fast…”“You pushed me,” Maddie snapped.Clara blinked, letting her voice crack just enough. “No! No, I, God, it must’ve looked like that, but I swear it wasn’t intentional!”Olivia stayed back, arms crossed. Her face was unreadable, but her eyes flicked toward Clara in secret amusement.Maddie pushed up to stand, her movements tense. “Just keep your hands to yourself next time.”“Of course,” Clara
The moment Maddie hit the floor, time froze. A sharp gasp cut through the studio like a blade. Her palms slapped against the polished wood, her knee grazing slightly as she caught herself, but the fall wasn’t what made everyone go still. It was Clara’s expression, her eyes widened and her lips parted, voice bubbling over with apologies. “Oh my God! Maddie, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to! Are you okay?” Clara rushed forward, hands fluttering near Maddie’s shoulders but not quite touching. Maddie scowled, brushing her off. “I’m fine.” “No, seriously, I didn’t even see you there,my turn was too fast…” “You pushed me,” Maddie snapped. Clara blinked, letting her voice crack just enough. “No! No, I, God, it must’ve looked like that, but I swear it wasn’t intentional!” Olivia stayed back, arms crossed. Her face was unreadable, but her eyes flicked toward Clara in secret amusement. Maddie pushed up to stand, her movements tense. “Just keep your hands to yourself next time.”
The apartment was quiet when Olivia and Matilda stepped through the door that night. Their heels clicked softly on the marble floor as they made their way inside. Olivia let her purse slide from her shoulder and land on the entryway table with a tired sigh.“You sure you’re okay?” Matilda asked, slipping off her shoes and walking toward the kitchen.“I’m fine,” Olivia murmured, tugging off her blazer.“You look like you’re carrying the sins of a small country on your back.”“I might be,” Olivia muttered, running her fingers through her hair. “Just… need a shower.”Matilda nodded. “I’ll make something light to eat. You better not come down and lie to me about being ‘too full from air.’”“I make no promises,” Olivia called over her shoulder.She walked upstairs to her room. She pulled her clothes, and straight to the bathroom. She turned on the light, and shut the door. A moment later, the gentle rush of water filled the space as steam curled against the glass.She stepped under the st
Olivia thought about the whole thing for a while before nodding. “I’ve already handled worse.”Matilda leaned against her desk. “You’re stone-cold when you want to be. But I know you, Olivia. You’re still made of heart under all that armor.”Olivia gave a wry smile. “Not anymore.”“That’s what you think,” Matilda muttered.A pause.Then Olivia stepped back. “Prep the files. Strip anything that could link me to internal audits.”“Got it. But if you are planning to do all that with Lucas, what about Julian?” “Julian is irrelevant.” Olivia said.“Is he?” Matilda leaned back, folding her arms. “Because every time his name pops up, your eyebrows pull together like you’re trying not to smile and frown in the same breath.”“I’m not falling in love with Lucas,” Olivia countered, ignoring the jab. “And neither will I ever sleep with him.”Matilda arched one brow. “But you just told me you were ready to, how did you put it? ‘Give him what he wants.’ Sounded pretty… physical.”“And you believed