Chapter 13- We Crossed The Line

I stood confidently in front of him, exuding a self-assurance that matched his usual demeanor. Placing the file on his desk, I turned to leave, purposefully disregarding his presence, just as he often did with me. From my peripheral vision, I could feel his intense stare, but I refused to let it affect me.

“Olivia, where are the notes for this file?" he asked, his voice firm and insistent.

I turned to face him, a hint of sass in my voice, "It's already in the file, Sir."

He seemed taken aback by my response, his voice slightly louder, "What's wrong?"

My composure remained steadfast as I replied firmly, "Nothing."

"It's definitely something if you're running out of my office like I ate your last slice of cake," he retorted, raising an eyebrow.

For a moment, I was caught off guard, "What? Did you eat my cake?" I asked, a touch of worry creeping into my voice. I had kept a slice in the office fridge earlier, and I wondered how he could possibly know.

He sighed, "No, Olivia, I didn'