Olivia's POV
Amid the chaos, I saw a man dressed like security walk toward Benjamin and whisper something in his ear.
Benjamin nodded, took out his phone, and sent a message.
The host on the stage picked up the microphone.
"Please look at the screen behind the stage."
The huge screen behind the stage began to flicker.
The image was a little too bright, but the contents were still clear.
What appeared on the screen was a corner near the dance floor not long ago.
May, in her blue dress, stood there.
She took a thick stack of cash from her handbag and stuffed it into the Omega's hand.
Her lips moved slightly, her face clearly angry as she instructed the server on what to do.
Julian said smugly, "And any wolf with a working nose should be able to smell your perfume and your scent on
