Chapter 235 Return to the Homeland

Steven's office was filled with thick smoke, the heavy scent of tobacco permeating the air. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting dappled shadows that danced across the floor. Olivia stood across from him, her face pale as a sheet, her fingers trembling slightly as she clutched her folder. Her heart pounded violently, as if each beat was a reminder of the impending danger she faced. She tried to control her emotions, but the fear and anxiety in her eyes were impossible to hide. Steven’s gaze was as deep as a dark pool. He casually crossed his legs and lit a cigarette. Smoke curled slowly from his lips, forming dark swirls in the air, mirroring the complexity of his inner world. His voice was low, tinged with a cold detachment. “Olivia, don’t be too greedy. In my world, there is no divorce, only widowhood. From the moment I claimed you, I told you that I want you, and only you.” Olivia’s heart clenched painfully. Her lips quivered, and her eyes betrayed