Chapter 4: I won't give you another chance to regret it

Olivia tugged harder, realizing that the paper wouldn't budge, and she reached out and took hold of Liam's hard wrist, taking advantage of his momentary wobble to pull out the paper with a quick hand.

Knock-knock.

Two knocks sounded on the door, and before Liam could say anything, the door opened.

"President, you asked for last month's statement."

"Get out!" The low voice couldn't hide Liam's anger.

"Huh?" The young intern froze.

Liam leaped to his feet, copied the folder on his desk, and threw it over, a stern look in his dark eyes.

"Get out!"

The little intern, her face pale and her hand clutching the statement to her chest shaking involuntarily, hurriedly exited and closed the door.

This unlucky child, why this time to run to bump into the gun? Olivia did not go through the heartache in her three seconds.

"Liam, that's not what I meant; I meant the marriage dissolution agreement I pretend I never saw and this covenant you pretend you never signed."

With that, Olivia turned and tossed the two documents into the shredder.

Olivia's hand hadn't been charged back yet, but she suddenly felt her wrist tighten, and her entire body was carried by a tremendous force that carried her back against the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window as Liam leaned over and pressed in, imprisoning her tightly between the floor-to-ceiling window and his body.

"Olivia, what the hell do you want!" His eyes were cold, his voice dark and low.

Olivia looked into his eyes, her eyes full of determination, "I mean, I want to be with you properly, and in the future, you can call me whatever you want and do whatever you want to do to me, and that's what the covenant is null and void, it doesn't count anymore!"

Liam's pupils shook, and the force in his hands loosened.

After staring at her for a long time, she spoke again with a raspy voice, "Olivia, do you realize that this is your only chance? If you miss this, you'll never be able to get away from me again. Are you sure you don't regret what you just said?"

Olivia returned his gaze without fear and took Liam's wrist in her backhand, spreading her five fingers wide and climbing up his palm a little, reaching into the crevice between her fingers.

Ten fingers clenched.

"I don't..."

"Well..."

Liam's hand went to her waist and brought her into his arms as he sealed her lips, prying her tightly closed teeth open with an aggressive kiss.

It's too late for regrets! I won't give you another chance!

Two knocks on the door came back untimely, "Mr. Liam, do we need to postpone the meeting later?"

Hearing James, Olivia puts her hand against her chest and nudges him to signal to stop.

Liam's arm around her waist tightened. Instead, the corners of his mouth curled up as if he was satisfied with her reaction, "No, wait for me outside the door."

Olivia's cheeks climbed suddenly into two blushes that spread from her cheeks to the back of her neck behind her ears, and with her heart beating like a deer in headlights, she pushed Liam away with all her might and ran back to sit on the edge of the couch.

"I'm ready to eat, so get to work!" Olivia panicked and picked up her spoon, not daring to lift her head.

"No rush."

Olivia's hand, which was holding a spoon and was about to bring the porridge into her mouth, was suddenly gripped, and she looked up in confusion; the man had sat down beside her at some point.

"Didn't we say we were going to eat together?" Said Liam as he held her hand and brought the porridge into his mouth, followed by a frown, "It's cold; I'll have James bring you another one later."

...

In the Smith family conference room, the executives are sitting in a tense mood. The sales department's results for the last month were not up to par, and the head of the department was reporting back. Mr. Liam hadn't said a word since he'd walked in, and the executives were fidgeting, fearful that this was the calm before the storm.

"It's true that last month was also a slow month, so I'll give you one more chance, and if you still don't meet your standards by the end of this season, I'll consider changing to a more suitable candidate." Liam's tone was flat and cool.

The executives were relieved, and the frozen atmosphere in the conference room eased quite a bit. They noticed that Mr. Liam didn't seem to be as cold and stern as usual today.

Before the meeting, everyone can do two hundred percent of the psychological construction but also be well prepared for another protracted battle; who knows that today's meeting is actually an hour at the end?

"What the hell? I thought today was my last debriefing."

"Hey, hey, I think I just saw Mr. Liam smile as he walked away."

"Are you kidding me? Ask anyone here if they've ever seen Mr. Liam smile?"

"Didn't I hear that Olivia from is here again?"

"Isn't James still at the door? Just ask him."

James was just getting ready to leave, and before he could take a step, he was shouted at.

"James, what's going on?" Said, glancing down in the direction of Liam's back.

"Mr. Alexander, I don't get it either. Let's go." James exchanged pleasantries and hurried to keep up with Liam; he didn't want to stay here and be interrogated by a group of people.

What's going on? He didn't get the whole picture either, especially since he'd just found the president's office unscathed when he'd brought Olivia breakfast, and Olivia had even politely thanked him and asked if he'd like to join her for some.

...

In the president's office.

It was past the point of breakfast in the company cafeteria, and James arranged for someone to go downstairs and get some milk and donuts.

Olivia stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with her bun, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar Cedarburg, a city she had never seen properly in her last life, where ignorant love seemed to take over her life.

Olivia took a bite of her donut, feeling a little funny; there probably weren't many people eating donuts at the highest point in the city.

Just thinking, the cell phone on the table rang. When I took the cell phone, I accidentally spilled half a cup of milk, splashing all over. The cup rolled down to my feet, and the champagne-colored satin heels I wore today were also dirty.

Looking at the caller on the vibrating cell phone, Lucas

Olivia's heart burst with chills; from last night's rebirth to now, she was anxious to repair her and Liam's relationship; she had not had time to take into account this person; she would think that this person should still be in the hospital lying about it!

Liam really should have punched Lucas until he was paralyzed. Then, he should have been left in the hospital for the rest of his life.

"Mr. Liam, last month's financial statements, just now that..."

The door opens, and Liam enters; James follows with one hand on the doorknob and a file in the other.

Olivia's goose-yellow dress was wet at the waist and splotchy on the hem.

She stood there with her ringing cell phone, noticing that Liam and James had hastily refused to answer the call before; as an afterthought, she wrapped her arms around her chest in an attempt to cover the mess of her dress.

"Sorry, I didn't see anything." Before James could lower his hand on the doorknob, he immediately backhanded the door shut.