Olivia’s heart lifted at Christopher’s words. He had finally started working on her brother’s case. Relief flooded her, and a bright smile spread across her face. For the first time in a long while, hope felt within reach.
Christopher excused himself to freshen up, and Olivia moved to the dining room, her excitement barely contained. When he returned, he had changed into a red shirt, the top two buttons undone, paired with fitted black pants. The casual yet refined look suited him, emphasizing his broad shoulders and effortless confidence.
As if on cue, the servants entered, swiftly setting the table with steaming dishes before retreating in practiced silence. Olivia and Christopher began eating, the atmosphere warm yet charged.
Just then, the door swung open with a dramatic burst, and
