Chapter 91: A Sheep-Casting Wolf

He grabbed Marie close and said, "We did it, Marie," his heart bursting with joy. With his forehead buried in her hair, he said, "We did it, Marie." Leaning against him, Marie let out a contented sigh. She responded in a whisper, enjoying the warmth of his hug. "Yes, we did," she said. All of a sudden, the silence was broken by a sharp ring. It was John's phone, the personal line set aside for pressing business concerns. John scowled, the rush of excitement giving way to a wave of anxiety. With a reluctance, he added, "Pardon me, love." As soon as he took the phone, his voice became formal. Marie observed him with a hint of worry, the lightheartedness dying down for a while. She knew that clipped tone and stiff posture meant difficulties at work. A storm seemed to be building behind John's eyes as he listened carefully. With a worried expression, he finally terminated the conversation. "It's Olivia," he said, his voice clipped. Marie felt her heart sink. Even though Olivia ha