The first day of December is Lucas' birthday.
With one week left, Sophia was in a state of anxiety.
She is very clear about the importance of losing face and marrying Liam; losing face is only for a moment, but being able to marry Liam is for life.
It was her only chance.
But the idea was too far from reality, and as the date approached, she became anxious and panicked.
After all, admitting in public that you are a mistress and that you have interfered in someone else's relationship is like being stripped naked and lynched.
She began to have nightmares at night that she was standing on a stage with an overwhelming crowd of people looking at her with disgust, dislike, mockery, disdain, and nausea.
The camera pans out, and she's nailed to the pillar of moral shame; everyone throws rotten eggs and acid at her, and she's infamous and wretchedly ugly.
Liam, behind the crowd, is also ridiculed, and eventually, Liam shows his dislike and abandons her.
Day after day, the dreams are so real that Sophia almost has a nervous breakdown, and she calls Ava for help.
"Is there anything you can do? I don't want to stomp my pride into the ground in public; I'm going crazy."
Ava has been anxious lately, too. Olivia knows about her and Elijah, and she's annoyed with herself but still gives her ideas.
"There's one way to do it, and it's that you have to suffer a little."
...
Lucas' birthday is this year at Serenity Club.
The entire second floor was open, with flowers flown in, welcome blankets all the way down, champagne tower after champagne tower, and top-shelf wine.
The scene was filled with luxury, and everyone who came was rich and dignitaries.
Apart from Lucas's friends in the circle, all the others were picked by Amelia, looking at the list.
The gold behind this is the rich starlet of Cedarburg, the local Vlogger with millions of followers, and the celebrity with a large social circle.
In short, most of this group has one thing in common: a love of gossip, a quick tongue, and a wide range of people.
Olivia is arriving at the clubhouse, and Amelia pulls on her arm to show off before she realizes what kind of people are there today.
Amelia: "How's that for a surprise? These are the people I picked.
"Every word Sophia says tonight will be spread by them, and by noon tomorrow at the latest, word of Sophia's scumbag stealing other people's husbands and Liam's gleeful cheating on his secretary will be all over the city."
Olivia: "Surprise."
When Noah told her that Sophia was going to apologize to her in public, she was going to call her assistant to videotape the whole thing, and Amelia took the job over.
"Don't you worry about it, I'll arrange it!"
She didn't care, but she also really didn't expect Amelia to call out to so many people, and in the middle of the crowd, there were cameras set up in the corners specifically to make it look like a movie.
"Amelia ..."
"Olivia?"
Olivia was about to say something to Amelia when she heard someone behind her calling her.
Turning, Lucas and Noah approached with champagne, stopping two steps away from her and Amelia.
Lucas' eyes swept around Olivia, "You changed your style?"
Olivia used to take the sexy style, dress on the feminine side, full of aura, always perfectly highlighting their own advantages, seductive type of big beauty.
Today, Olivia actually wore one of the simplest light-colored waisted dresses with a lace jacquard hem and a bow over her left shoulder.
Her long seaweed hair fell naturally, and her makeup was light, but it was just the right amount of fragility, a far cry from her previous haughty arrogance.
Lucas didn't mince words, "It's beautiful."
Amelia is a sister outfit to Olivia tonight and is also ladylike.
She looked a little sad when she saw Lucas' gaze linger on her for a moment before moving away and not giving a compliment.
Taking Olivia's arm, Amelia made a point of pushing Olivia toward Noah.
"President Noah, isn't it beautiful?"
Olivia glared at her, speechless.
Noah was usually more suited up, but tonight, he wasn't so strict. His black shirt was loosened two buttons, and his collar was open, his collarbone sexy and eye-catching.
Olivia didn't think Noah would answer such a boring question, but she didn't expect him to answer.
"Well, appropriate for tonight."
The man looked at her, his eyes more intense than the night tonight, his voice husky, like the mellow bass of a cello.
Olivia's eyelids fluttered; there was a snark in his words, and she caught it.
Tonight, Sofia will apologize to her in public; she's the saddest person in the room, and pairing it with a dress like that will be even more sympathetic.
Olivia, never one to show vulnerability, was being forced by Amelia today.
After the greetings, Lucas was pulled away by the others, and Noah, who had just returned from a business trip today, went to rest in his private box on the third floor.
Amelia stared straight at Lucas, her eyes running parabolic with his back and movements, seeing a number of women move towards him, gripping her glass tightly and grinding her teeth.
"Olivia, who do you think is pretty? Are you talking about those women or me?"
Olivia: "You're pretty; you're the prettiest."
Amelia, hearing the perfunctory, craned her head, saw that she'd been staring in the direction Noah had left, and poked her with her elbow.
"Thinking about what?"
Olivia sighs, "What about considering a problem? Noah asked me to address the awkwardness of meeting together in the future. I'm trying to figure out what, exactly, I can do to get past this thing with Liam."
A dilemma indeed.
Amelia doesn't look at Lucas anymore either, sighing along.
"What can be done? Unless that past with you and Liam doesn't exist, unless everyone has amnesia."
...
Sophia has half an hour to apologize.
Lucas lets Olivia pick her own time slot - it's a birthday, after all, and Olivia doesn't want to spoil the fun or have the hilarity interrupted right off the bat, so she picks near the end of the birthday party.
Amelia called Sophia herself and told her and Liam to come up after zero hour.
It's now after twelve o'clock, and there's no sign of anyone.
"They're not going to wimp out!"
Olivia doesn't think so, "Sophia would do anything to be able to marry Liam, and now that she's got a good chance, it's more important to her than her face."
Amelia thought so.
Olivia saw her eyes keep moving with Lucas and pushed her.
"Don't you keep surrounding me; it's Lucas's birthday; you're Lucas's fiancée; you're supposed to be by Lucas's side."
Some scantily clad beauty clung to Lucas, who leaned over slightly and listened intently to her.
Amelia looked away, her eyes dimming, "He doesn't like me being next to him; it's his birthday, and I don't want to upset him."
Fiancée. It's just a name.
She'd liked Lucas for years, but unfortunately, Lucas was a womanizer in the romance world and practiced singleness. She wasn't Lucas' type, so she hadn't expected anything.
Later, Lucas is forced by his family to get married and needs a fiancée.
When she found out, she immediately begged her grandfather, who personally went to the Williams family, to mention it, and just like that, she became Lucas' fiancée.
Lucas doesn't love her, and even kind of annoys her, but he only accepts her on the surface due to the pressure exerted by his family.
She chose it herself, so Lucas' indifference is something she has to live with.
The more she looked at her heart, the harder it got; Amelia handed Olivia her glass, "I'm going to the restroom."
"I'll accompany you?"
"No, you wait here for Sophia; if she doesn't want to give up, she'll be here soon."
Olivia looked in the direction she had left and sighed softly; she and Amelia, both of their paths to love, were thorny bushes; one step forward and one step back, and they would both be stabbed with blood.
After Liam fell in love with Sophie, Amelia scolded her every other day for being out of her mind.
Unfortunately, love is something that is useless to say from the sidelines, and only when you've hit your head on the ground do you remember to turn back.
She had been hurt head over heels, and she knew the pain that was so hard to let go of.
So Olivia hopes that Lucas will love Amelia and that Amelia will get what she wants.
At least between the two of them, one of them has to be happy.
Amelia hadn't returned in a long time, and Sophia hadn't shown up, so Olivia was about to go out and look for Amelia when a waitress with a tray of wine came up to her and said that there was someone outside looking for her.
"Looking for me?"
"Yes."
Tonight, the second floor of the club is reserved, and the invitation with Lucas' name on it is the only ticket, while the third floor is Noah's private box for the club's shareholders, which is even more inaccessible to ordinary people.
Being able to get to the second floor means you're the one who got the invitation.
So, Olivia thought it might be someone who was there tonight and had something to talk to her alone.
She went by the elevator as the man had said, but no one was there at the moment. It was quiet, and she was wondering where the people were when the door opened in the hallway next to her.
Olivia froze when she saw Sophia.
"What do you want to do when you come and don't go in and lure me here?"
Sophia dragged her down the aisle and closed the door.
"What can I do about this scene tonight, which Noah set up for you?
"I just want to beg you, can you leave me alone and not let me go up there, please? I can kneel here for you."
She actually peeked in the doorway.
She hadn't expected Lucas to invite so many people tonight; it was just like her dream, an overwhelming crowd, and admitting to being an interloper in front of that many people would drive anyone crazy.
So, she decided to use the method Ava had taught her.
"Forgive you? I'm to blame for the crowd?"
Olivia raised an eyebrow, sarcasm at the corner of her mouth.
"I've broken off the engagement to fulfill you, but if you know better, you should take the initiative to kneel and kowtow to me.
"Instead of being grateful, you once again make me take the blame for you.
"You're the one who wanted to marry Liam; that's why you agreed to Noah's request; what do you mean now? You want to marry, and you don't want to honor your promise?"
Olivia took a few steps forward and cornered Sophia, her pale fingers cupping her chin.
"Do you know why I've always put up with you over and over again when you've repeatedly picked on me behind Liam's back?"
Sophia was forced to tilt her head back, "You wouldn't dare; you know Liam will defend me; you wouldn't dare upset Liam."
Olivia sneered, "Don't dare? There's nothing I wouldn't dare.
"The reason I haven't been bothering you is because it's Liam. I resent the most when it comes to Liam and me.
"No matter how much you seduced him, he's the one who doesn't love me, and I don't have time for you."
Her fingertips pressed slightly harder, pinching a fingerprint on Sophia's chin.
"It was your ability to keep him on your side. Now that Liam and I have broken off our engagement, my grudge against him is gone, and next, it's time for me to settle the score with you."
Olivia thought about some more days, Sophia marrying Liam and her marrying Noah.
Not only did Liam call her auntie, but Sophia also had to call her auntie with respect, and that made Olivia feel better.
"Sophia, sooner or later, you will fall into my hands."
She withdrew her hand and patted Sophia's face flirtatiously, her tone laced with laughter.
"Let's go. We are waiting for your apology finale."
Sophia rubbed her pinched jaw and stood still, waiting for Olivia to suddenly call out to her when she was about to go out.
"Olivia, I gave you a chance; you're the one who didn't want it!"
Olivia was wondering what she meant by that when she heard a sharp, piercing scream behind her, followed by the sound of a thumping weight hitting the ground.
She subconsciously turned around, only to see Sophia rolling down the steps.
Olivia: "????"
What are you doing? Are you nuts? Doesn't it hurt?
Is this another conspiracy?
When she heard a rush of footsteps outside the building, Olivia was sure she was in Sophia's game.
Tsk, she didn't push the person, so she naturally had nothing to fear.
Turning to open the door, he suddenly lost his footing, remembering Amelia's words.
"What can be done? Unless that past with you and Liam doesn't exist, unless everyone has amnesia."
Amnesia?
Yeah, that's a good one.
Although it is not possible to make everyone lose their memory, she, the person in question, can "lose her memory."
As for the script, after the loss of memory should go, it all depends on how she, the "amnesiac," acts.
She's a genius!
Olivia walks to the steps and glances at Sophia, who is lying horizontally at the bottom, and measures the height with her eyes.
Take two deep breaths, lift your foot, and step on the air ...