Later that night, Ollie let out a loud exhale the moment he stepped foot inside his London home. To his surprise, silence welcomed him instead of the noise he was expecting to hear upon arriving. Three creases formed on his forehead as he questioned himself, "Weren't there six adults and two children staying in this house?"
Seeing the grand room was deserted, he loosened up his tie and glanced up at the second floor. "Sweetie! I'm hooome!" he called out and craned his neck to scan the place.
Then he checked his watch and frowned. It was almost ten in the evening. His wife, Ava, should be home by now after spending the entire afternoon shopping with Olivia and Emily.
"Sweetie, we're heeeere in the bar." He heard Wyatt call out to him in an annoyingly sweet tone that mocked Ollie to no end.
