Olivia was about to speak, but Phoebe beat her to it, pulling her behind her protectively. "What business do you have here, Mr. Williams?" Phoebe asked, a hint of hostility in her voice.
Ethan didn't seem affected by Phoebe's cold tone. "This is a family affair," he replied firmly. “And you’re in my home. Who do you think you are, asking me questions?”
Olivia clutched Phoebe's arm tightly, feeling the need for her protection. She looked at Ethan with a mixture of fear and anger.
Phoebe wisely stayed quiet, letting the two of them talk.
Ethan's gaze fell on the suitcase in Olivia's hand. "Mrs. Hansley, where do you think you're going?" he asked coldly, placing his car keys on the nearby cabinet.
"I'll be going to stay somewhere else for a while," Olivia replied quietly, her
