That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

Seeing Olivia leave like that, Victor’s eyes darkened slightly. He stood up nonchalantly, “Mr. Whitaker, I just remembered there’s some unfinished business at the company. Seeing you recover so well today puts my mind at ease. If there’s nothing else, I won’t stay any longer.”

Liam frowned slightly, thinking that Victor had said he was free these past few days. Why was he suddenly busy again?

But considering that Victor was carrying the entire Leer’s Group on his shoulders, he could somewhat understand.

“I was going to have you stay for a meal, but since you have matters to attend to, I won’t keep you. The company’s affairs are important, go ahead.” Liam advised earnestly, “Remember to take care of yourself and don’t overwork.”

Victor agreed and got up to leave.

Isaac, seeing his brother’s stance, quickly got up to follow, “I’ll see you out!”

The two walked one after the other to the villa entrance and immediately saw Olivia already nearing the estate gate.

Isaac was about to say something but was cut off by Victor’s words.

“I know what you’re going to say. I’ll be careful.”

With that, not waiting for Isaac’s reaction, Victor strode away.

Watching the distance between the two grow smaller, Isaac sighed helplessly.

At the estate gate, Olivia was waiting for the servant to open the door when she suddenly heard footsteps behind her. She instinctively turned to look.

She met the man’s cold gaze.

Their eyes locked, and Olivia was momentarily stunned. Realizing what was happening, she stepped aside indifferently and nodded slightly at him as a greeting.

There was still some distance between them, but the cold aura around the man seemed to envelop her entirely.

Olivia silently clenched her palm to steady herself.

As long as she walked through this door, she could get in the car and leave, no longer having to face this man.

Unexpectedly, Victor had no intention of letting her go so easily.

Seeing the door slowly open, Olivia’s eyes brightened. She lifted her foot, intending to leave quickly.

She had just taken one step when a large hand grabbed her wrist. “Olivia, are you so eager to avoid me?”

Victor’s voice, tinged with suppressed anger, sounded in her ear.

Hearing this, Olivia’s face stiffened slightly. She stopped and turned to look at him. “Mr. Leer, if you have something to say, I can listen, but please let go of me.”

As she spoke, she struggled twice forcefully.

Still in someone else’s home, Olivia really didn’t want to make a scene or be misunderstood any further.

The grip on her wrist tightened instead of loosening.

“Is Olivia really planning to let Mr. Ramos be Sebastian and Ethan’s father?” Victor’s voice was chillingly cold.

Hearing this, Olivia felt it was absurd and looked at the man opposite her incredulously. “I’ve said it before, Harold and I are just friends. Please don’t make such baseless assumptions, Mr. Leer!”

Victor sneered coldly, “Baseless? Mr. Ramos’s clothes fit Olivia so naturally, what more evidence do I need? Just now when Liam mentioned Mr. Ramos, didn’t Olivia also not deny it?”

Olivia was suddenly stunned.

When had she ever worn Harold’s clothes?Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

The only time that could barely count as wearing Harold’s clothes was when he gave her a coat because she felt cold in Sylvania City.

At that time, Victor had clearly left for a while, how could he know?

Thinking of this, a suspicion crossed Olivia’s mind. She looked angrily at the person in front of her. “You sent someone to spy on me?”

She had asked this question back in Sylvania City but was denied by the man. She had thought she was overthinking it.

But now it seemed that if he hadn’t sent someone to spy on her, how would he know so much?