"Miss Olivia! Miss Olivia! Miss, please answer this question. What's the truth about your relationship status...," the paparazzi came onto Olivia, attempting to have their way but her bodyguards were quick enough to block them away from her and create a pathway for her to get into the company.
The harassment from them had been going on for the three days now and Olivia couldn't wait for it to be over. They were literally everywhere she went, waiting for her and asking her the same questions concerning her upcoming marriage.
It was as if her privacy had been taken from her and nothing annoyed her more than having her private life become a topic of discussion for the public.
"Fucking hell!" she muttered underneath her breath as soon as she stepped into the office.
"Mia, what do I have scheduled for today? Am I packed?" she asked her personal assistant.
