"Olivia, could you arrange a dinner with the old master for me? I'd like us all to eat together."
Olivia gave a slight nod and said nonchalantly, "No problem!"
The dinner table fell silent; Mrs. Jenkins sipped her soup while Hannah also picked at some vegetables.
Suddenly, Olivia lifted her gaze, her sharp eyes fixated on Hannah without blinking, "You've been back for so long; you've seen your mother, right? Does she know about you and Matthew? If you had agreed to marry earlier, you would already be Mrs. Matthew Marshall by now. Right, even if Grandpa had allowed you to marry into the Marshall family, you would still have to sign a prenuptial agreement, just like I did, and you still wouldn't see any security."
Hannah abruptly looked up, her eyes wide with astonishment, staring at Olivia.
Instinctively, Hannah's heart clenched sharply, a sense of unease creeping in.
