The Real Olivia Baker From All American Novels & Stories

’ The actress leaned back against the headrest, her visage adorned with intricate makeup that accentuated her elegance. Alessia observed her carefully, knowing all too well that the recent scandal had only bolstered Olivia’s position in the industry. Misunderstood as Logan Wilde’s secret lover, Olivia had effortlessly cemented her place in the show business world, reaping the benefits of her association with the young and successful entrepreneur. Alessia maintained a composed exterior, neither humble nor pushy, as she prepared herself for the impending confrontation. ‘Miss Anderson, what can I do for you?’ ‘Come in and close the door,’ Olivia commanded.

But since she was already there, Olivia finally got out. Olivia already knew the Askim Elbise employees because she often visited there. Whether to accompany her siblings or to escort Adaline or Claire. That's why the employees greeted her warmly. As everyone knew, Olivia was the 'youngest daughter' of Altezza-Adaline. Olivia knocked on the staff room, and when she opened it, she was immediately face to face with Sara. "Aren't you working?" Sara asked when she saw Olivia coming to Askim Elbise with her homemade cake.

Olivia Ethan nearly fell off his chair, laughing. "How did I miss this story?" "You were away at college," Mom explained, wiping tears of laughter from her eyes. "Olivia came home that night and declared she was done with dating forever." "And now she's dating Alexander Carter," Amelia said, shaking her head in amazement. "Talk about an upgrade from Lord Marcus." "Alexander doesn't wear capes, as far as I know," I said dryly.

Ever since she got listed among the semi final contestants, Her entire schedule has been filled up that she could not have a good meal. “Here you go. Eat before you go before the camera ” Olivia pushed a burger and soda to her. Alexa unwraps the burger and munches on it. “There is no more time Ms. Parker, you are needed ” Another man came rushing in and demanded for her. “Make me proud okay?” She waved goodbye as she watched how Alexa was taken away. Her phone rang disturbing her attention. She opened her purse and swiped it. “Hello?” She did not hear the Caller's voice as she repeated it again.

She was almost done with her plate when Olivia came out in a bathrobe and sleepy eyes and sat beside her on the table before dragging her own plate of breakfast to herself and began to eat. "I can't believe I'm still sleepy even after taking a bath" she said while stuffing her face with food and Samantha laughed "happens sometimes" she replied and they ate on in silence, refilling their plates with more food to eat before they dressed up and left for the bakery. Samantha had no idea how, but it seemed like her workers knew about her divorce. They got into the bakery and they all kept telling her congratulations as they called Jace names. She didn't mind it though, and she didn't bother askin

“If any of these go missing, I’ll call my lawyer. She’s a TikTok paralegal, but still.” And with that I go hunting. I don’t bother calling Mike. I know what I’ll get....voicemail, lies, and a migraine. I need to see his stupid face. But I don’t find him. Instead, I find her. Olivia. Standing at the far end of the pool in a pink and blue bikini so tiny I’m sure it was illegal three years ago. She’s laughing with two other women who look like her clone army—bikini Barbies with wine glasses and fake laughs.

Could it be. "Haven't you noticed how much you look like Olivia?" Bianca sneered. "Olivia can't claim you because she's been in jail and has a murder on her conscience. How could she dare to be your mother? But secrets have a way of coming out—like mine, like my employer's." Sunny felt her temples throb and her ears buzz. Memories flooded back—Olivia's excessive care after returning to the States, the deliberate arrangements for dance and taekwondo lessons...

Olivia commented from behind. "I am going to set you with Mr Baker, so you stop prying," Aiden said. "Like I would. You don't worry about me, I am going to run with your girl," Olivia said. "No, Ariana. You can't take this moron side. You should help me become ready then you have to become ready as you are looking horrible. I don't know why he lied to you," Olivia said, dragging me with her. "Sorry, but we will talk later," I yelled.

I opened my phone to pass the time, but as I opened my social media, a post from Vivian stood up with already thousands of likes. ‘Freshly baked for our favorite Alpha.’ In it, she was giving Damian a piece of cake. Lemon, his favorite. Olivia has never cooked, I’m sure she made one of the Omegas bake it and then pretended it had been her. I scoffed, but I felt a pang in my heart. So, this is where Damian is right now instead of here with me.

Olivia had intended to challenge Lana, but she was taken aback when Lana proposed a bet. "What? Backing down now?" Lana's demeanor turned aggressive, her beautiful face etched with disdain. "Apologize to Chef Alan for your ignorance right now." Olivia, the only daughter of the Sockman family, had been sheltered by her parents and older brothers since childhood. When had she ever faced such humiliation? "Why should I apologize?" Olivia continued to argue defiantly. "I haven't done anything wrong!"