*
Olivia was about to step into the car when Ana''s call came through. She answered promptly. "Hi, Mom."
"Did you deliver it to him?"
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"Yes," she replied after a brief pause.
Ana''s suspicion heightened at the momentary silence. "Don''t make me call the Harris Group to verify."
"He''s not at his office, Mom. I called him, and he instructed me to leave it at the front desk."
"And now you''re leaving," Ana noted.
Olivia nced down. "Yes."
"You''re not leaving. The purpose of afternoon tea is to personally hand it to him!"
After a moment of silence, Ana''s tone hardened. "Do you understand me?!"
Olivia snapped out of her daze. "R-Right! I understand, Mom."
"Good. Goodbye."
The call ended. The driver nced at Olivia, asking tentatively, "Should we head back?"
"No. We''ll wait here."
Confused, the driver looked at her.
Olivia didn''t exin. Instead, she pursed her lips, her face slightly pale.
Tyler returned to Naomi''s ward, where she immediately asked, "Was that work?"
"Yes," Tyler replied absentmindedly. He ced his phone on the coffee table and resumed reading his
book.
Naomi watched him for a moment before sheepishly suggesting, "Um, Tyler? work needs your
attention, you should go. I''m fine on my own. You''ve been keeping mepany for so many days
already."
Tyler looked up from his book. "It was just a call. Nothing major."
He returned to reading, while Naomi fretted about hindering his work. But she
her ioned that he would inform
her if it were important. Nodding, she said, "Okay, then." S
The roompsed into silence.
The nurse admired Naomi''s knitting and eximed, "Ms. Naomi, your knitting is exquisite!"
"Thank you want to make
g for Olivia and my parent''s
I don''t have
to
do" she said, smiling faintly. S
The nurse offered some assistance, and soon it seemed her work was nearlyplete.
Tyler''s phone rang again. Naomi nced at the screen as Tyler also looked at it.
It was Ana.
He stared at the screen for a long moment.