With every step full of determination, the heel of Olivia's stiletto stabbed the rubber mat. She left a trail of popping notes as she got closer to where Lance Go was.
The man tied on his seat flinched with every popping beat and his heart rammed in his chest the closer the sound got, but to his surprise, Olivia abruptly stopped and did nothing.
She was standing in front of him. Her fingers curled into a fist and her knuckles turned white with the sheer force she was holding in.
Towering behind her was Maxen. His lips pursed into a thin line as he cupped Olivia's elbows and felt how her body shook with fury.
He didn't know what to say to her, for he knew how sensitive the topic of a father abandoning his child was to Olivia and he couldn't believe the audacity of Lance to utter those words as if it would sway Olivia into giving him another chance. He wondered just how stupid could Lance Go get.
