Olivia's POV:
I spent the entire day with Natalie; we baked some cake and also made natural drinks, as all we did was gossip. Then I checked the time, and it was 5 p.m. "Won't Coyle mind that you stayed out for so long?" I asked because Mr. Bennett hardly allowed me to stay so long outside unless it was work.
"He is on a trip," she answered, and I nodded. I have been meaning to ask her how her relationship with Coyle is, but I was trying this thing about minding my business.
There was a knock on the door; it was Uncle Jack. "Mrs. Bennett," he said, and I frowned.
"Olivia," I corrected him. He held a bag and handed it to me.
"This is from Mr. Bennett; he said he would pick you up in an hour," he said, and I nodded. After all, I had already agreed to go on a date with him.
"Hmm, what a fairytale!" Natalie chuckled as she seized the bag from me and checked what was inside.
