Olivia's POV:
"I will leave," I scolded and bashed inside my bedroom. I walked to the bathroom and freshened up. After that, I picked up my phone and placed it in my purse before walking back to the sitting room.
Mr. Bennett was still busy with his work. I scoffed at him before walking to the door. I pushed it open, but it didn't open.
I tried one more time but to no avail. I stomped towards Mr. Bennett before placing both my hands on my hips. "The door is locked," I said, and he didn't glare at me.
"Won't you say anything?" I asked, and he closed the document before glaring at me.
"What do you want? If the door is locked, then go upstairs and jump down," he said with a sarcastic tone, and my eyes widened in shock.
"Good, I will do that. I will; I am not scared," I said, and I hurried upstairs towards his room. I pushed his window open and glared down. What stupid thing was I trying to do?
