Inside the elevator, Olivia shook hands with Fiona after their small exchange. Despite Fiona's facade where she was all smiles and acted neighborly the entire time, Olivia could not help but feel suffocated deep down with her presence.
Fiona?
Olivia replayed her name again and again in her head as she eyed the beauty from head to toe. Fiona's name surely sounded familiar but Olivia couldn't pin where she heard it before besides the time where they met at Heathrow Airport.
Reaching a dead-end in her mind, she darted her focus to the digital board and stepped closer beside Shadow to give herself more room away from Fiona's perfume when it started to assault her nose. Olivia was thankful that Maxen listened to her and didn't wear his cologne today or else there's a high chance that she'll die in this elevator just by sniffing the strong scent that wafted in the air.
