Starting The Fire In The Friend Circle

 Zara went straight to the third floor and entered her room. She gazed around her room and felt the same feelings she had when she was here as a youngster, with everything exactly as it had been when she left but it can be seen that the room was cleaned often.

 She walked inside her walk-in closet and opened it. Grandma Emma assumed that the clothes here were from her childhood and would no longer suit her. But as she glanced inside, she didn't find any child clothes, only things that were appropriate for her to wear now.

 She grabbed some casual clothes and headed to the shower. She filled the bathtub with warm water and added some essential oil, which was stored in the bathroom drawers. 

 After a pleasant bath of around half an hour, she changed into her clothes and went straight to bed to sleep.

 Olivia was so enraged in the other room of the house where she smashed several of her belongings. Gia looked around the room with a puzzled expression and didn't know what to say.

 She is at a loss for what to do because the most gorgeous room in the entire estate is now in such disarray. But she couldn't refuse to break it because they were her Young Miss's possessions.

 She stumbled forward, terrified, and said, "Young Miss, you don't have to become so enraged over a distant relative. If you think you can just send her out of this city without much effort."

 Olivia calmed down and thought about it. As she considered it, she chuckled and told Gia, "Yes, what you said is correct. Why should I be concerned about someone at her level?"

 As she spoke, she grabbed her phone and sent a voice message to her group of friends, acting as if she had been wronged: "Guys, a girl entered our house and bullied my servant and even me."

 As soon as she mentioned this, her chat was swamped with messages asking, "Who is she?" "How bold she is to act like that in your house?" "Yeah, who does she think she is?" "Do you know her identity?"

 Seeing a lot of texts. Olivia's lips curved upwards as she sent another message that read, "She said her last name is Zara Adam." Again, a barrage of messages hit her conversation.

 "Just because her name is Adam, she can act like that?" "She must be one of your relatives who came to seek help." "Does she think she is the daughter of that house just because her name is Adam?"

 "We need to teach her a lesson! Olivia, if you keep being soft-hearted, people will attempt to stomp on you." Rylee Robins, Olivia's close friend, messaged.

 Everyone accepted it and began backing Olivia, wanting to teach that girl a lesson. Olivia was smiling gleefully, but she didn't want to reveal her feelings, so she said, "No, Rylee. It appears that my parents called her from some village to assist her. Simply let her be. Perhaps she can change."

 When Olivia's friends saw her texts, they felt terrible for her and became even more determined to teach that girl a lesson.

 So they continued to praise Olivia for being soft-hearted and down-to-earth despite being the sole daughter of the richest family in the country. They didn't say anything to Olivia, but instead planned their strategy with Rylee.

 Olivia was overjoyed thinking about how Zara would be racing back to her hometown in a few days on her own. As she spoke with her friends, time flew by. It was already past twelve.

 In her good mood, she asked Gia, "Gia, I'm so happy, get me a smoothie." Gia gladly said, "Sure, Young Miss." As Gia walked out of the room, she noticed some maids carrying bags to the third level, where no one was staying.

 With a puzzled expression, she approached the servants and inquired, "Where are you all taking these suitcases? Who does this belong to?" "These are Ms. Zara's luggage. They're being delivered to her room." A servant spoke politely.

 "So, why are you hauling the bag upstairs? Take it to the guest room. Also, why are you calling her Miss?" Gia spoke as she gazed at the servant.

 The servant hesitated for a moment before responding, "Aunt Ava commanded us to do so. Ms. Zara is staying on the third level. Aunt Ava asked us to put these suitcases in the storage room until Ms. Zara woke up."

 Gia was shocked and angry when she heard that the little girl from earlier had the audacity to walk straight to the third floor and sleep and that Ava had also urged everyone to address that kid with respect.

 Gia didn't care about anything and raced to Olivia's room, knocking repeatedly before entering. "Why are knocking as if you're going to break the door?"

 "Young Miss... young miss...." Gia hurried over here, breathing heavily, making it difficult for her to speak clearly. "Calm down. Calm down. Tell me slowly. Olivia spoke gently, as she was in a good mood.

 "Young Miss. That girl walked directly to the third floor, and Ava requested that the staff transfer the girl's baggage to the storeroom on the third floor before she awoke." Gia spoke hurriedly after taking a breath.

 Olivia was taken aback when she learned that the girl had entered a room where even she was not permitted. "What are you saying?" "How could she enter the room without anyone's permission?" Olivia was outraged at hearing those words.

 "Don't know, Young Miss. According to the maids, the girl walked directly to the third floor without asking anybody and just told Ava not to disturb her."

 "She is seriously thinking of this house as her own. Does she believe she has the right to visit the third level and enjoy there?" Olivia was outraged, even believing that someone had gone to the third level and was sleeping on the bed.

 Despite being the family's only daughter, she never even went upstairs to the third level and looked inside the bedroom.

 One of the maids told her that there was only one bedroom upstairs connected to the entire floor. The interconnected rooms provide a variety of purposes, including study, painting, studio, and walk-in closets.

 According to the maids, every room has a unique interior design and is somewhat larger than the others. Particularly the bedroom, which is tastefully decorated in with variety of styles but looked noble and elegant.

 Olivia even considered, that room would be hers when she grew up after hearing the maid's remarks. However, nothing happened as she had anticipated over time.

 Thus, when she asked her mother about this, Kylie said, "The room is not for you dear, but if you want your bedroom to be modeled like that, then we can try that." Kylie added leaving unsaid for whom the room was for.

 Olivia was curious to see the third story, but, even her grandparents, uncle, and aunt forbade her from doing so from that point on.

 Olivia often thought that since the person her mother had mentioned had not once returned, the room would eventually become hers in the future.

 But now, someone had already gone to that room and even slept in that room which she considered as luxurious and would somehow belong to her one day, so she couldn't control her fury.

 Thinking about it, she raced out of her room when she noticed Ava assisting other staff with the baggage. Olivia yelled, "Ava!! Come here!" Ava was taken aback by the unexpected voice.