A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

With a graceful smile, Olivia greeted her, “Long time no see!”

They exchanged pleasantries, but soon after, Sharon interjected, “Olivia, what a coincidence! Raphael and his fiancee are here today too.

”

The crowd’s attention shifted to Olivia.

With poised indifference, Olivia responded, “That’s wonderful! I couldn’t make it to his engagement party.

It’s Lovely to finally meet him and his fiancee here.

”

Olivia’s tone was noticeably calm and composed as she spoke.

Hearing this, Sharon gritted her teeth in irritation.

“How can she be so calm?” she murmured, suspecting that Olivia was just putting on an act.

As their conversation continued, the group moved into a private room.

The venue was spacious enough for a grand celebration.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Raphael and his fiancee were seated at the main table, with a vacant seat next to him conspicuously reserved for Olivia, the daughter of the Evans family.

It seemed someone had deliberately arranged this seating.

Seeing Raphael, Olivia wasn’t sure she could maintain her composure and act as if nothing significant had ever happened between them.

Their history was complex, marked by intense experiences and later even a child was involved.

To mask her true emotions, Olivia adopted an indifferent facade, and Raphael did the same.

Through it all, Olivia had learned how to stabilize her emotions.

She decided that taking her seat calmly and greeting Raphael politely would demonstrate her poise.

Any comments from others about their past relationship would then seem trivial.

When she took her seat, Olivia even nodded courteously to Raphael’s fiancee, showcasing her grace and generosity.

The fiancee, observing social etiquette, smiled back.

Sharon, observing this exchange, fumed with irritation.

Throughout the meal, Olivia ate little and spoke even less, frequently checking her phone instead.

Then, a message popped up on WhatsApp.

It was from Dylan.

“Are you at the alumni reunion party?”

Olivia pondered the message briefly before sharing her location with him.

She then responded, “Yes, I decided to come on a whim! I’ll leave right after dinner.

”

Dylan’s reply was succinct- “Okay, I see.

”

Well…

Why would Dylan ask about the party anyway?