Chapter 117

Claude grinned. "Nah, I just got here myself." Olivia glanced at his drink, noticing the melted ice and damp exterior. "Sorry about that. Traffic was a nightmare," she apologized. "It's all good. I've got plenty of time," he reassured her, presenting the trinket he found. "Is this yours?" Taking the necklace, Olivia held it close. Claude added, "Must be very important to you, isn't it?" "My mother left this for me," she whispered. Claude nodded knowingly. "I'm glad I called you about it, then." Grateful for the return of her cherished possession, Olivia thanked him sincerely. "Thank you, Claude." The young man studied her sweet, beautiful face and advised, "Be more careful with your stuff next time, alright?" "Yeah, I'll keep that in mind," she replied. While they had a mutual acquaintance, Claude and Olivia were hardly familiar with each other. The atmosphere became awkward. "Well… I guess I should tell you to drink a little less next time?" he said in mild concern.