CHAPTER EIGHTY: ASSASSIN ON THE LOSE

Olivia’s POV

I paced the length of my apartment, anger shooting in my restless feet. The walls seemed smaller, each tick of the clock amplifying my building anxiety. My phone was clutched tightly in my hand, the screen dim with unanswered calls and ignored messages. My heart raced with each vibration, hoping it would be him, only to be met with silence.

“Where are you?" I muttered to myself, the words coming out as a desperate plea. "Why aren’t you answering? You promised me—you promised you'd never ditch me."

The silence of the room was deafening. My monthly allowance still had not come. It had been three weeks since I spoke to Alexander and still my allowance was late. Late! I felt like my entire world was crumbling. Alexander had never treated me this way before, until her, until Catherine Kent.

Just then, the door to my apartment crackled, and Simon walked in. He had been in Spain working fervently on the Spanish investors and his hard work had been paying off. Two major invest