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She clenched her fists at her sides, holding back a scream of frustration. Mr. Daniel nodded crisply, seeing her compose herself with effort. “There we go. I see potential in your wines, Reyna Contreras; however, they still clearly need refinement.” He turned halfway to bestow a glowing smile on a gloating Olivia. “As for you, Olivia Astor, I believe our business arrangement has splendid prospects moving forward.” Reyna stared at him in disbelief. He was seriously going to reward Olivia’s deceitful tactics and sabotaged wines over Phoenix’s honest, lovingly crafted vintages?!

her mother replied, her voice trembling. “We’re here on behalf of Mr. Castellano,” the man said, stepping forward. “Your husband owes our boss a significant amount of money. We’ve come to collect.” Olivia’s heart paused. Mr. Castellano. She’d heard the name whispered in the shadows, always in quiet tones and fearful glances. Victor Castellano was more than just a man, he was a myth, a legend in the underworld. The thought of her father being involved with someone like him made her heart dropped.

I asked "No," William said "Okay," I said and called my boss "Hey Stella can you send me Mr Rodrigauz's number and tell me where the best place to get ice cream is," I said as he answered "Sure," she said and once she gave me everything I hung up I called Mr Rodriguez and he answered immediately "Hello?" He answered and I recognized the voice "Hey, Mr Rodriguez I'm Olivia the new nanny I was hoping that I could take the kids for some ice cream," I said

Ava:"Why do you want to sign her ? What is the problem with me ? Am I not pretty enough ?...... Or am I not talented.Do I wear fake hair ? " Oliver:"It's not about you.....You are good but this girl Ariadne: she is amazing ." Ava::"Do you know everything about her ? " Oliver:"What do you mean ? " Ava::"She just gave birth to a baby girl and she don't even who is the father of her child.She is a slut.Do you really want to give this project to a slut ? "

Mouths dropped, and phones were capturing pictures and videos; all I could see were flashes and dropped jaws. “Holy shit… what the hell are you?” Olivia asked as she stepped back, her eyes wide as she stared at me. Without waiting for a reply, she quickly turned to the shocked crowd. “And this is another reason why Judy shouldn’t be our Luna… because look at her! She’s a freak. We deserve someone more deserving like Lila Blackwell!!!!” Wait… what??

Her mom asked immediately. " I work at a crude oil Industry " Her mom and dad glanced at Olivia then at me. " As what? The company owner or the... director?" She asked. I looked around, glanced at Olivia but unable to say a word. " As what?" She asked again. " As a laborer" I replied. " What?" Her mom exclaimed in anger, " a laborer?We were Happy when you became friends with Vera and we hoped you would get Jasper Santos! But instead you got a laborer?" Her mom threw her bag at Olivia.

Olivia The landscape of my vision was surreal, like the heart of a dream. Everything was tinged in an ethereal glow, and the boundaries of reality seemed to blur. Standing before me was a majestic figure—my wolf. With piercing eyes and an aura of power, she exuded an air of both familiarity and mystery. “You must lift the spell, Olivia,” she rumbled, her voice echoing through the space. Her gaze held mine with an intensity that was almost palpable. “Only then will you realize your destiny.”

he said, his tone laced with clarification. Celia waved him off, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Ryan, you’ve been giving orders since you were a kid. Why would you change now?" She turned to me, her expression softening. "So, tell me, what’s your name, sweetheart?" "Olivia," I answered, keeping my tone polite. "Pretty name. How old are you, Olivia?" "Um, nineteen," I replied, feeling her curious gaze bore into me. “I'm an Omega."

“Does it look like I care Olivia? Now tell me how you got this video?!” Olivia shrugged, applying a product go her hair. “How do you know it was me who posted it? It could be a maid who ease dropped.” “A made who bears Olivia Russell and has more than fifty thousand followers on her social media account?! My patience is slowly slipping Olivia, tell me the truth!” Olivia sneered and harshly threw the cream in her hand to a corner. “Because I want everyone to know who Camila is! She is NOT my sister and I will not let people keep on assuming she is! So I posted the fvcking video.”