Olivia's POV
I stood a few feet from Maxwell, positioned by the window with my notebook held against my chest, trying desperately to ignore the panic building within me like a tornado.
David was looking between me and Maxwell with an expression of complete shock - his eyes darting back and forth, his mouth slightly open, his entire body language screaming confusion and disbelief.
He hadn't expected to see me here. That much was obvious.
Maybe he thought I'd flee after his threatening words that day. But I'd proved him wrong and stubbornly stayed - that should be the reason for his surprise.
I remained perfectly still, barely breathing, waiting to see what he would say. Would he expose me right here? Right now? Would this be the moment my entire world came crashing down?
The silence continued for what felt like hours, until Maxwell finally broke the tension, his voice calm and cool. "David, please, have a seat. Let's discuss your case."
