As Jay stepped into the library, his frustration simmered just beneath the surface, evident in the crease of his brow and the tightness of his jaw. His eyes narrowed as he observed Olivia and Mike engaged in conversation, their voices hushed but their presence a stark contrast to the solemn atmosphere.
"Enough," Jay's voice cut through the air like a blade, sharp and commanding. Olivia and Mike turned to face him, their expressions mirroring a mixture of surprise and apprehension.
Olivia's eyes widened slightly, a flicker of defiance dancing in their depths before she masked it with a neutral facade. Mike, on the other hand, shifted uncomfortably, his gaze darting between Jay and Olivia.
"It's already 6 p.m.," Jay announced tersely, his frustration palpable. "Dinner is served. Let's eat
