The Beginning Of All Sins

Tyler spoke to Nina while Olivia was standing by the door. “You can go now,” he said. Nina left the room right after.

He turned to Olivia, “How was the party at the Pearces?” After a short pause, he added, “Did you have a good time?”

Olivia didn’t answer right away, lost in thought.

Tyler sat casually on the couch, legs crossed, dressed entirely in black, creating a stark silhouette under the lamp’s glow. The room felt tense during his moments of silence.

Olivia stayed quiet.

Tyler, noticing her silence, continued, “I’m just thinking it’s a good thing Nina was the one who saw you two. Imagine what others might think.”

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That’s when Olivia realized Nina had already told him. She felt a nervous shiver.

Tyler then speculated aloud, “People might think Mrs. Harris is secretly meeting with her brother–in– law?”

The suggestion hit Olivia hard, her head spinning with the accusation.

“No,” she said firmly.

“And what do you suppose people would think if they found out?” Tyler asked, his expression unreadable.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Olivi

oked him in the eye and said, “Tyler, I’m here to have this baby. But I still want to make my own choices in life.”

Tyler stood up and approached her, stopping close by. “I’ve never said you can’t make your own choices. Because of who I am, I’ll listen to you. But what about everyone else?”

“I have my freedom, right? The baby will be a Harris, but I won’t,” Olivia asserted, standing her ground. She was doing this to save Naomi, not to be trapped.

“So, you’re saying I should stay out of your business with Claude?”

“Yes,” Olivia answered truthfully.

Tyler’s demeanor turned icy. “After the baby is born, you’ll get what’s owed to you. Until then, as Mrs. Harris, follow our rules. I don’t want any scandals,” he warned.

Pausing, he added, “Especially not until you’re no longer Mrs. Harris. We Harris don’t

tolerate gossip.”

Olivia struggled to speak, “You don’t need to remind me, Tyler. I understand, and it won’t happen again.”

Tyler’s gaze was frosty as he replied, “It better not. I don’t want to repeat myself and drag your family into this.”

The atmosphere felt oppressive to Olivia, like being trapped in a nightmare.

Then Ana walked in, breaking the silence. “What’s wrong?” she asked, sensing the tension.

Tyler glanced at the door, responding coldly, “Nothing.”

He then left the room, clearly upset.

Sensing the mood, Ana looked at Olivia. “Did you two fight?” she inquired, having caught only the tail end of their conversation.

She added, trying to lighten the mood, “Couples argue sometimes. I’ll set him straight for you.”

Olivia didn’t respond, her lips trembling slightly.