CHAPTER NINETY-SIX: LITTLE HOPE

Olivia’s POV

I could feel the tension in the air as I strode sharply towards his desk. My face was charged with rage and each step I took announced my frustration.

Alexander looked up from behind his desk, his gaze was initially cool but quickly shifting to one of surprise. His eyes narrowed with irritation. He slammed the pen in his hand and pointed his eyes at me.

"What do you want, Olivia?" His voice was clipped, clearly annoyed by the intrusion.

"You need to get Simon out," I demanded, my voice steady despite the storm of emotions within me. I held his gaze, refusing to let my resolve falter.

Alexander's eyebrows arched slightly in disbelief. "He abused a restraining order."

I didn’t waver. "He's my brother."

He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "And why should that matter to me? He's been trying to get me out of this company for weeks now."

My heart pounded with frustration. "It has always mattered to you. Just like I have always mattered to you until that witc