Seeing Olivia sitting in the shadows with her face pale and contorted with jealousy, Ivy decided to altered her strategy.
Instead of driving her knee into Adrian's groin, she eased her tension and let her arm glide smoothly around his waist. She leaned into his embrace, burying her face slightly against his neck as if giving in to him, while her eyes remained locked on Olivia's.
It was an obvious provocation, she was daring Olivia to do something about it if she could.
Olivia's breath hitched, she was trembling with hatred and rage. She looked like she wanted to drive a knife into Ivy over and over again, yet, true to her cowardly nature, she lacked the courage to step out of the shadows or make a scene.
Unable to bear the sight, she quietly backed her wheelchair down the cor
