Julian’s POV
I was sitting in the office when Beta burst in to tell me about Olivia’s interview. After watching the clip, I sighed, pushed away my half-finished coffee and bagel, and stood.
“Alpha?” Beta asked.
“Get the car,” I told him. “I need to go see Olivia right away.”
When I arrived at Olivia’s house, the maid let me in, then asked me to wait in the front sitting room. I paced impatiently, waiting ten full minutes before Olivia decided to grace me with her presence.
“Sorry for the wait,” she said. “The maid woke me, and I rushed down as soon as possible.”
That explained her state of dress. She was in a nightgown with a lacy low-cut bodice. Though she was wearing a housecoat, it was open at the front, allowing her cleavage to remain on full display. Her hair was in loose wav
