That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

Olivia lowered her eyes to adjust her expression, suppressing the anger from earlier. She then looked up and said distantly, “I don’t know how I can compensate you. This afternoon, we saw a nice coffee shop nearby while we were out. How about I treat Mr. Leer to a cup of coffee?”

Victor was noncommittal, “Alright.”

With that, he slowly released the woman’s wrist.

As he let go, his fingertip unintentionally brushed against the soft skin on the inside of Olivia’s wrist. Victor’s eyes darkened slightly, and after releasing her hand, he unconsciously tightened his fingers.

The coffee shop Olivia mentioned was right downstairs from the hotel. They had stumbled upon it when they got lost and found their way back in the afternoon.

Inviting Victor there wasn’t because she thought the place was particularly special; it was simply the first place that came to mind.

The two of them walked into the shop side by side. Soon, a waiter approached them, “Do you have a reservation?”

Olivia shook her head and glanced around the hall.

It was dinner time, the peak hour for couples on dates, and the coffee shop was nearly full.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Fortunately, despite the large area of the cafe, there weren’t many tables, and the distance between each table was sufficient to avoid discomfort.

Just then, a table by the window became available, and Olivia headed over.

The waiter followed closely behind, his eyes filled with amazement as he looked at them.

This coffee shop was considered high-end in Norville, attracting wealthy patrons and even some celebrities.

Thus, he had seen many attractive people, but this couple before him, with their stunning looks and outstanding demeanor, was a first.

As they reached the window seat, the waiter had the table cleared and then brought over the menu, enthusiastically recommending, “We have a new couple’s set menu that’s quite popular. You might want to give it a try.”

Upon hearing this, both of their expressions changed.

Victor gave Olivia a meaningful look.

Olivia paused slightly in her menu flipping and then looked up indifferently at the waiter, “No need. We’re not a couple.”

With that, she lowered her head to continue looking at the menu.

She only ordered for herself and then handed the menu to Victor, “Mr. Leer, see what you’d like to drink. Don’t be polite with me; I can afford a cup of coffee.”

Victor felt a slight displeasure at her earlier denial but didn’t take the menu. He simply said, “I’ll have the same as her.”

The waiter acknowledged this with a slight bow and left with the menu in hand.

Standing in a corner, he couldn’t help but steal glances at the two sitting by the window.

Although the woman had denied it, he couldn’t help but think that they looked very much like a couple! They were such a perfect match!

When he brought their coffee over, he maintained a calm demeanor but was screaming inside.

Up close, they looked even more compatible!

The woman had light makeup and an elegant face with delicate features; she almost looked like a celebrity. The man had sharp features and a tall build, exuding an air of dominance-he was the perfect image of a CEO!

Olivia had no idea what the waiter was thinking.

She usually felt the effects of alcohol slowly. After wandering outside for so long, she was just starting to feel uncomfortable.

But since she had already invited Victor out, it wouldn’t be appropriate to leave immediately citing discomfort; it would just give Victor an excuse to find fault.

With this in mind, Olivia suppressed her discomfort and took a sip of coffee to try to sober up.