Josie had no choice but to join Oliver for lunch.
The sweltering heat was a merciful companion, ensuring their meal stayed warm.
Oliver sat across from her, eating his rice and vegetables with an effortless, almost mesmerizing grace.
Josie's thoughts wandered to Oliver's familiar mannerisms, a sense of déjà vu washing over her. Had they met before, only for her to have forgotten?
"Josie, if you don't feel like eating and just want to watch me, feel free to continue," Oliver said, placing his cutlery down and offering her a smile that was thick with amusement.
Lifting her own fork, Josie's smile grew, but it was one of resignation rather than joy. "I've got things to do, so I should get going," she said, making a hasty exit before Oliver had the chance to pin her down for a kiss that she wasn't sure she could refuse.
...
When Shay arrived at Oliver's company looking for him, she caught snippets of the receptionist's conversation.
"I heard she's a miss from the Harrison family."
"A billionaire's daughter? Seems like a good match. Plus, Ms. Harrison is stunning—I'm smitten just looking at her."
"Oliver is so good to her. He even came to the lobby to greet her personally."
Shay's brows knitted together as she moved forward, only to be stopped by the receptionist.
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