Chapter 103

Elizabeth entered the study, her eyes scanning the room as she stepped inside. Olivia Hill sat behind a large, ornate desk, her eyes fixed intently on Elizabeth.

The room was dimly lit, with only a few rays of sunlight peeking through the heavy curtains. The air was thick with the scent of old books and leather, and the flickering flames of a small fire danced in the hearth.

Olivia's expression was unreadable, her face a mask of calm composure. She gestured to a chair opposite her desk, her voice low and even. "Please, Elizabeth. Sit down."

Elizabeth's heart pounded in her chest as she approached the chair, her eyes never leaving Olivia's face. She sat down, her hands clasped tightly together in her lap.

Olivia leaned back in her chair, steepling her fingers together as she regarded Elizabeth. "So, you're here about Sarah," she said, her voice neutral.

Elizabeth nodded, her voice trembling slightly. "Yes. I want to know what's going on, Olivia. Why is Sarah involved with your son?"

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