Olivia Jenkins' reaction was a beat too slow, her pupils contracting slightly.
Despite a flicker of distraction, Olivia still remained cold as ice at that moment, her heart as hard as stone, "The door is over there, no need to see you out! I will be very grateful if you never show up in front of me again!"
After dropping those words, Olivia sat down at her desk, ready to work, and Daniel Marshall stood in her office, virtually invisible to her.
After a moment of silence, the pain in Daniel's chest remained as sharp as a knife, his breathing laced with a suffocating bitterness, "Keep pretending to be tough. I will get to the bottom of this, and you will have nowhere to hide. If it really is my child, I will absolutely not allow you to monopolize the child. I want my child!"
Daniel left, Olivia's resentful gaze coldly following him.
His was a lonely and frail silhouette, yet Olivia's anger raged in her chest, her complexion turning very ugly.
