CHAPTER 049
OLIVIA’S POV
The next morning, I woke up feeling surprisingly refreshed. Maybe it was because I had finally gotten under Adrian’s skin. The $76,000 shopping spree had done exactly what I wanted–it annoyed him. But I wasn’t stopping there. If I was going to make him regret dragging me back here, I had to push even further.
I rolled over in bed and grabbed my phone was still 5:30 am, Julian had texted me later last night.
Julian: So, how’s our plan working? Is he fuming yet?
Me: Oh, he’s definitely getting there. You should have seen the look on his face yesterday, But I need to up my game.
Julian wasn’t online yet and Adrian was still asleep
I woke up this early to pick out his outfit for today, today is the day he’s supposed to go. on a date with that urchin Dora.
And I was in charge of picking his outfit, don’t get me wrong I wasn’t planning on
picking a bad outfit for him, if I did that he could easily just change into a better one. I looked over my shoulder at a sleeping Adrian
“we’re gonna have some fun today,” I said, my voice low as a whisper
For now, I’ll just get your morning outfit, the real fun starts in the evening when you are.
about to leave
“Damn I think I slept wrongly because my neck aches‘ I thought to myself while rubbing the back of my neck
“A massage would really help right now,” I said to myself
Then the idea hit me like a bowling ball, this could be added to my list
I smirked to myself as I scrolled through my phone. If shopping was enough to make Adrian irritated, then what would an expensive spa retreat do?
I quickly searched for the most luxurious spa and resort in the city–one that catered to billionaires, celebrities, and royalty. The cost? $50,000 for a weekend package. Perfect
Without hesitation, I booked the package
Now he had another surprise when he woke up.
After I was done picking out the outfit I went back to bed
Successfully unlocked!
ADRIAN’S POV
‘It was better this way, I woke up in the morning, didn’t have to speak to her and I just
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went straight to work‘ I thought to myself as I adjusted my cufflink.
Immediately I got my briefcase and left for the office, I had a date that evening so I had to wrap things up quickly.
I stepped into the office building and everywhere was buzzing, so much had to be done today.
Even though I had a lot of meetings today, my mind was clouded, Dora was gonna pull more tantrums if I were to cancel today and with the way things are at the office we might have to shift this to tomorrow
I was about to call my accountant when my phone buzzed with a new transaction. alert.
$50,000 – Luxury Spa Retreat.
I clenched my jaw, barely containing my anger.
What the hell was she thinking?
I dialed Olivia’s number immediately. She picked up after a few rings, sounding completely unbothered.
“Yes?” she said casually.
“What the hell is this?” I snapped.
“Be more specific.”
“$50,000 for a spa weekend, Olivia? Seriously?”
She let out a dramatic sigh. “Adrian, I’m under so much stress. You wouldn’t want your wife to be tense, would you?”
I gritted my teeth. “You’re pushing it.”
“And yet, you still won’t let me leave,” she shot back
I was about to say something else, but she ended the call before I could.
I exhaled sharply and leaned back in my chair, gripping the armrests. Olivia was playing a dangerous game, but I wasn’t going to be the one to fold first. If she thought she could manipulate me, she was in for a surprise. I pressed the intercom button. “Cancel my afternoon meetings.” I said to my secretary.
“Yes, sir. Would you like to reschedule?”
“No need,” I muttered “Just clear my schedule.
I needed to handle this situation before it spiraled even further.
OLIVIA’S POV
That evening. I put my plan into action. I reached out to every wealthy person I could think of–business tycoons, socialites, models, and even some of Adnan’s competitors.
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“Drinks will be unlimited, music will be loud, and you don’t want to miss it.
People responded enthusiastically. Adrian was known for throwing high–class events, but this? This was about to be the wildest party his mansion had ever seen.
By 9 PM, the mansion was packed. Music blasted through the speakers, guests were laughing, drinking, and dancing in every corner of the house. The bar was fully stocked, and waiters moved through the crowd, serving expensive cocktails and appetizers. Some people had even made themselves comfortable on Adrian’s expensive leather couches, acting as if they owned the place.
I stood by the bar, sipping a cocktail, watching as my plan unfolded.
Then, the front door swung open.
And there he was. Adrian Westwood.
perfectly.
The look on his face was priceless. His usual calm demeanor cracked as he took in the chaos around him. His expensive, polished floors were now covered with champagne spills, his perfectly decorated mansion looked like a nightclub, and strangers were lounging everywhere–some even near his private study.
His gaze swept across the room, his expression growing darker with every second. The bass of the music vibrated through the air, but even over the noise, I could feel the weight of his anger pressing down on me.
He clenched his fists, his cold eyes scanning the room before they finally landed on
me
I smirked, raising my glass to him. “Welcome home, darling.
A muscle twitched in his jaw as he took a slow step forward. The tension in the room shifted. Some of the guests noticed him and whispered among themselves, sensing. the energy shift.
James, who had arrived earlier, stood at my side and let out a low whistle. “Well, this just got interesting”
Lignored him and focused on Adrian. “Care for a drink?” I teased, swirling the liquid in my glass. “You look like you need one.”
His lips pressed into a thin line. “Olivia.” His voice was dangerously calm.
“Yes, dear?” I responded sweetly
The room felt smaller, the air heavier as Adrian’s patience visibly thinned. I knew I ha
