Chapter 3: Olivia is here.

Ellie's eyes welled up with tears and a look of dismay, "Olivia, this is your last meal in Parkview Heights."

"Who said it was the last meal, talking like I'm not coming back? Ellie, I'm having steamed sea bass tonight."

Ellie's fish tasted like a real treat, and Olivia thought and felt she couldn't just focus on her own mouth's well-being and added, "Make a few more of Liam's favorite dishes."

Ellie's expression went from sadness to joy to shock!

Olivia felt a lot better and couldn't hide her little excitement as she looked at Carter, who was also shocked face to face, "Carter, I'm going to the Smith Building!"

Smith Building, the total height of the building is 632 meters, 126 floors above ground and six floors below ground, with a total floor area of 588,000 square meters; Cedarburg's landmark building, the headquarters of the Smith Family Group.

It's not Olivia's first visit to the, but every time she comes... ...

No sooner had she stepped through the door of the first-floor lobby than the lady at the front desk was so frightened that her cell phone didn't hold steady and fell on the marble floor.

"Splat--"

Olivia looked over, and the receptionist girl, crouched down to pick it up in a panic, looked up to meet Olivia's eyes and smiled awkwardly, "Olivia, you're here."

"Well, be careful next time." Olivia politely replied back and headed in the direction of the elevator.

The receptionist lady didn't dare to utter a single breath until she watched her enter the elevator, and then she tremblingly dialed James's number.

"James, Olivia's here again, already..."

Get in the elevator!

The front desk lady had hung up the phone before she could finish her sentence.

James practically bounced out of his chair and had to rush downstairs to stop him.

Before he could take a step, the elevator opened with a ding.

Olivia walks out carrying an insulated food box with papers.

Fuck! It's too late.

"James, good morning!"

Olivia's smile is sweet, but James is freaking out inside.

"Olivia, good morning." He trailed off the "morning" for an extremely long time, his hands busy moving, gathering up the papers on his desk.

Olivia saw his flustered look and smiled as she spoke, "Don't worry, I won't tear up your papers today."

James breathed a sigh of relief, but it was only a moment before he reacted.

Hmm? If you don't tear up the documents, then you're going to smash the president's office, and he immediately took a quick step in front of Olivia.

"Olivia, Mr. Liam is talking about a billion-dollar project in there, so could you please wait until they're gone?" The tone of his voice was full of pleading, and his eyes looked like he was saying please, please, please.

"OK, then I'll sit here for a while." Olivia put down her food box and sat down.

James froze.

That's... Sitting down? Shouldn't she be slamming papers on him and yelling at him to get out of the way? He's prepared to drag this Olivia around for as long as he can.

And then, just like that, she said yes? He had just made a draft, and now he didn't know what to say.

"Would you like a cup of coffee?" Finally, I thought of something to say to ease the awkwardness.

Olivia patted her food box, "No, I haven't eaten breakfast yet!"

"So I'll have them send a glass of milk?"

"Don't bother; just go about your business. I'll just sit and wait by myself." Saying that he had pulled out his cell phone.

James was sitting down, but he didn't have the heart to work. What's Olivia up to? Just as he was wondering, a text message arrived on his cell phone.

James, can you come and get last quarter's report? I'm afraid to go up there!

Another look at the company's Weibo group, 99+.

Olivia's here!

[My God, really!]

[The storm is coming again!

[It's a good thing I took the day off.

What if I have to go to the president's office later to deliver a statement? Someone please help me, I'll buy him dinner.]

[No one would dare to take your place even if you have a monthly subscription for this meal, so fend for yourself!]

...

James, with his left hand against his forehead and the fingers of his right hand tapping lightly on the desktop, glanced in Olivia's direction every now and then and was debating whether or not to send a message to alert his president.

The door to the president's office opened.

"Mr. Liam. I'll have my secretary contact James about follow-up cooperation."

A blonde man stepped out, and James rushed forward, "Mr. Nayden, I'll see you off."

At the same time, it gives Liam, who is standing in the doorway, a wink.

He didn't want to be here to witness a raging storm and had to thank Naiden for giving him an excuse to run.

Liam was wearing a dark gray suit today, a black handmade shirt, his legs wrapped in suit pants were long and straight, his face was deep and handsome, and he stood there upright looking at Olivia.

Olivia couldn't read the emotions under Liam's eyes at the moment, but she didn't give Liam a chance to open his mouth and kick her out, carrying the thermos box and entering the president's office.

The office's modern black-and-white décor is a perfect match for Liam's mellifluous air of supremacy, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the cedarburg.

"Did you have breakfast?" Olivia sat down on the black leather couch and spread the insulated food box out in layers.

"Ate." Liam returned lightly, heading for his desk.

"I've been starving myself just to have breakfast with you!" Olivia skimmed her lips with an aggrieved look on her face.

"Just mention any conditions you have; no need to disgust yourself with all this useless superficiality." Liam flipped through the papers on his desk without even looking up at her.

It was a bad feeling to be ignored, but it seemed like she had been ignoring Liam in her previous life.

Olivia simply walked up and stamped the papers she'd brought with her directly onto the folder in front of Liam.

Dissolution of Marriage Agreement

Liam looked up to meet Olivia's smiling eyes, with her ebony eyes, fine, straight nose, and pursed lips full of tenderness.

"Conditions? You mean this?" Olivia's arm slipped, and she slumped sideways on the desk, her slender fingers pointing to the papers on the table.

It was only on the way over that Olivia remembered to flip through the document, thinking that agreeing to break off the engagement would be just as easy as talking to the Garcia family; there was no need to get into any kind of agreement.

It was only when she flipped it over that she realized that Liam was asking for twenty percent of the Garcia family's shares, which she was holding. She was, of course, given several times the value of the shares in fixed assets and cash.

She doesn't understand why Liam wants the shares she's holding as well and is doing it at a loss.

But that's not the point at hand.

"I don't agree to break off the engagement on any terms, and what about this agreement? I'll pretend I never read it." Olivia picked up the Dissolution of Marriage Agreement.

Discovering another document under the agreement, Liam's pupils suddenly tightened, and his eyes, which were originally somewhat indifferent, suddenly became gloomy and sharp, revealing a chilling coldness all over.

Olivia felt the temperature in her office go low and was busy reaching for the one she was going to pick up as well.

"Pah!" Liam slammed his palm down on the table, crushing the paper.

The dark eyes seemed like a bottomless abyss, the pupils exuded a harsh black streaming shadow, and the thin lips were hooked in a self-deprecating smile.

"Olivia! Are you here to remind me that I broke protocol last night!"