Chapter 587

Oliver paused, his gaze falling on Nyla's hand resting on his. Her skin was fair, her fingers delicate, resembling fine porcelain. It was hard for him to look away.

"Nyla, thank you," he said softly.

Nyla raised an eyebrow. "You're thanking me while telling me not to say thank you? That's pretty polite of you."

Oliver chuckled. "Alright, I'll try to avoid saying it in the future, too."

"That's more like it," Nyla teased.

…

After they finished their meal, Oliver dropped Nyla off at the lab before heading back to the Raynor Group.

As soon as he walked into his office, he noticed Fred sitting on the couch.

"Mr. Burridge, are you looking for me?" Oliver asked.

Fred glared at him, his voice laced with resentment. "Oliver, even if you've regained this position, you won't be able to keep it for long!"

"You don't need to worry about that, Mr. Burridge. Just focus on your own work," Oliver replied calmly.

Fred snorted, stood up, and brushed past Oliver as he walked toward the door, d