Chapter 6 The lady was wearing a sexy pencil skirt, and large sensual curls framed her face.
With a shy expression plastered on her face, she flirtily and boldly placed a hand on Lucas shoulder.
Hey, handsome.
Youre dressed nicely.
Are you waiting for me? Lucas glanced over the lady and was about to say something when his eyes suddenly brightened.
He took out the champagne roses from the car and strode right up to Olivia without sparing another look at the lady.
Liv.
Olivia reached for the flowers with a smile and glanced at the luxury car behind him.
She remembered Lucas was driving a Bugatti the last time he picked her up, but he had switched to a Porsche just a few days later.
Whats wrong? Lucas waved his hand in front of her face.
Nothing.
Olivia shoved down the feeling of distance between them.
A little distance ahead, the sexily dressed lady spun around in indignation.
But when she caught sight of Olivias face, a look of shock flashed across her face.
Then, she lowered her head, clenched her teeth, and stomped off in her stilettos.
Olivia did not pay any attention to her behavior.
Once they got into the car, Lucas chivalrously buckled her seatbelt for her, then suggested they go try out a newly opened restaurant.
Im sorry, Liv.
My father had me take care of some work stuff that night, and I just couldnt get away, he said, looking very apologetic.
What happened exactly? The events from that night flashed through Olivias mind.
She recalled how Walter had banged on her door incessantly, as well as the hate-filled glare he shot her when the police took him away.
Those were all distressing memories.
She was even more embarrassed to bring it up to someone who shone as brightly as Lucas.
That was why she never let him walk her up to her apartment.
Behind her polished appearance hid the damp, musty stairway that reeked of something rotting, the overhead lights that were not working and had never been fixed, as well as the walls with the paint peeling off.
That was the last piece of dignity that she could hold on to.
Olivia shook her head.
Its nothing.
Its all in the past.
Hearing this, Lucas did not pursue further and instead changed the subject.
Liv, where do you want to spend your birthday? Birthday? Olivia looked at him in confusion.
The mans profile was reflected in her eyes.
Lucas nodded.
Thats right.
Your birthday is next week.
You didnt forget, did you? Olivia stilled, and it took her a few seconds to snap back to her senses.
Then she blinked her eyes slowly.
Her series of actions were adorable.
Despite her strikingly glamorous appearance, she often behaved with a child-like innocence.
The contrast was so great that it gave her an indescribable sense of vibrancy and sensuality.
Lucas broke out into a grin and stroked her head with one hand.
Such a silly billy to forget your own birthday.
I often hear people say that women get scattered-brain after they give birth.
What are you going to do when we get married and actually have children of our own? Olivia shot him a side-eye for his teasing.
Who said Im going to have children with you? she blurted, feeling flustered.
Lucas pretended to be mad.
Who else are you doing to have children with? A sense of anticipation started to grow in Olivia.
Once she decided on someone, then it would be forever.
Speaking of marriage, she would eventually need to meet Lucas parents.
She worried that his wealthy family might disapprove of their relationship.
Would they instead want a daughter-in-law who was of the same social status as them? Lucas did not notice her worries and continued to tease.
Liv, lets have two children in the future.
What do you say? Olivia glared at him.
Keep dreaming.
Well, the only person you can marry is me, so not only will I keep dreaming, Ill put it into action too.
Lucas forcefully wrapped an arm around her waist and wanted to tug her to him.
Olivia was alarmed.
Pay attention to the road! The next morning, Olivia followed the address Charles had given her and took a cab to Nupoints headquarters.
It was located in the heart of the city, and it stood proud and tall above everything else.
It even gave off the impression of a powerful predator that held everyone elses fates in its hands.
Even though she had familiarized herself with the details about Nupoint, she still found herself awed when standing in front of the building.
With the script she had diligently prepared the night before, she went in to ask for Wilden.
The lady at the front desk, with a polite smile on her face, placed a call before turning back to Olivia.
Im sorry, but you cant go up there without Mr.
Schumers permission.
Olivia was taken aback.
Does Mr.
Schumer know its me? Im sorry, said the lady with a smile still firmly in place.
Olivias stomach sank.
Could Wilden have just been getting back at her when he agreed to the interview that night at the dinner? All because she had deleted him from her friend list? Or did he never intend to be interviewed by them in the first place? Olivias stomach sank even further, and she walked out of the building despondently.
She did not leave but instead continued standing there.
It was a while before a familiar Maybach drove into view.
She hurriedly ran up to it and peered through the window at the man sitting in the backseat.
Mr.

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Schumer, hold on.
The man rolled down the window, revealing his chiseled jawline.
He was leaning against the seats, and his long, pant-clad legs were crossed one over the other.
His dark eyes fell upon her, and they were as aloof as usual, with barely any warmth in them.
Goosebumps erupted over Olivias neck when she felt the gaze.
Mr.
Schumer, have you forgotten? We arranged to have the interview today, she carefully brought up.
Wilden studied her.
She was probably someone who was afraid of the cold.
Both her hands had turned red, and her face was visibly pink-tinged even under her light makeup.
Coincidentally, she was only wearing a light pink puffer jacket with a fur hood that day.
On her slim legs were just a pair of stockings that did not do much against the cold, as well as a pair of white ankle-length boots.
Get in.
He opened the car door while averting his gaze.
Olivia did not hesitate.
She quickly got in and then handed her script over.
Mr.
Schumer, could you take a look at this? If there are no problems, then Ill conduct your interview according to it.
Wilden asked the driver to turn the heat up, then swept his dark eyes over her lazily.
I dont want to discuss work right now.
Olivia felt a little taken aback, but she quickly composed herself and put a smile back on.
Then Ill leave it here.
You can look through it later when youre free.
Wilden turned his head to her, and a scoff escaped his lips.
It seems like Ms.
Levington is quite the forgetful person.
Why would you think Im gracious enough thatafter being misunderstood as someone who would steal their friends girlfriend and then be derided uponI would still pretend like nothing had ever happened and still happily accept your interview? Or do you think that your work performance is more important than an apology? Olivias hands fisted in embarrassment while her face flushed red.
Im sorry.
I misunderstood what had happened.
In order to prove that she was feeling apologetic, she hurriedly opened her bag.
Ill add you back right now.
A flash crossed Wildens eyes.
Seeing how cautious, nervous, and placating she was, his long finger came down on the screen and accepted her friend request.
What is your full name again? Olivia Levington.
Olivia watched as he edited her name on his end.