Olivia James walked in from outside.
The moment the door opened, Claire Richards nearly jumped out of her skin. Instinctively, she reached for Julian Archer, trying to drag him into the bedroom. The panic in her eyes made her look like she'd just been caught hiding some young lover from her nosy bestie.
Just as her hand grabbed his, he calmly held on to hers instead. With a faint, composed smile, he whispered, “Relax, Claire, too late for cover-ups.”
Claire’s eyes twitched: …!
Stiffly, she turned her head toward the living room.
There stood Olivia, all sharp in her crisp white suit, wide-eyed and taking in the scene. Her shock quickly turned into amusement.
Her gaze zipped past the living room like radar, landing precisely on the two of them in the dining area. She slow
