Olivia took her phone, walked to the window, found Adrian's number, and dialed it. She held her breath as she waited, her gaze drifting across the garden view outside.
The call connected after about ten seconds.
Just as Olivia was about to speak, a woman's gentle voice came from the other end of the line. "Hello, who is this?"
The voice...sounded vaguely familiar.
"May I speak with Mr. Francis?" Olivia knew that Adrian had a lot to deal with, so she assumed it was someone from his company. "Is Mr. Francis busy at the moment?"
"No." The woman paused. "He's having dinner at home."
There was a hint of laughter in the woman's voice. Although it was gentle, it sounded a little possessive to Olivia's ears, causing her to frown slightly.
In an instant, she understood. "Sorry to disturb you
