It was Darrell again. Olivia lifted her head and shot him a cold gaze. "Is anything the matter?"

He was wearing a white suit. In addition to his good looks, others perceived him as a gentleman.

She was the only person who knew how evil his intentions were beneath that facade.

"Why are you giving me the cold shoulder? I'm just worried about you."

"Didn't I tell you that I'll dislocate your jaw if you aren't careful with your words?"

He touched his wrist instinctively. "You look cold, but you hav