Olivia's POV
I quickly scrambled out of the car at the mention of my name, and hurried to meet Maxwell at his front door.
By this time, Sabrina was already talking to Alex near the fountain, asking about the engagement party preparations and how everything was coming along.
"Alex, you have to tell me about the flowers Vanessa chose," Sabrina was gushing. "I have such wonderful ideas for the centerpieces..."
Maxwell stepped into the house without acknowledging her, and I quietly followed behind like a shadow, still trying to keep my distance from the very furious Maxwell who had endured my disastrous driving for the past hour.
The moment I crossed the threshold, my mouth fell open. The interior was even more breathtaking than the exterior - the floor and walls were made of pure shiny marble that reflected the light from the chandeliers. The double grand staircase was curved to the upper floors, with pictures of all the the Wellington family adorning the walls.
