Olivia asked because she thought it was strange. She didn't expect a real answer.

"What background would a cleaner have?"

"I heard that she saved Mr. Miller's life before."

Olivia was fascinated, "But why is she only a cleaner if she saved his life?"

"She had no one. She's used to the job. That's why she kept doing it.

"But she only cleans Mr. Miller's office. There's not much to clean. The load is fairly light."

Olivia nodded and said, "I see."

She talked with the cleaner for a little bit more, then left. She made a mental note of the mysterious cleaner.

Evening came. Olivia tagged along with Sophia to meet Lincoln.

Sophia was touching up her makeup in the car. She threw occasional glances at Olivia.

"Olivia, I see that you're still young. If you can secure this deal with Mr. Lincoln tonight, I'll forgive what you did yesterday."

"Is he hard to negotiate with?"

"For other people, yes. But for a pretty woman like you, it's a different matter."

Sophia was finishe