Chapter 291: Making a Move (4)
Still inside the meeting room, Christian watched as his sister and Eva hovered over the table, voices lively and eyes gleaming as they pointed at various data projected by the hologram. They were completely immersed, talking excitedly about their plans for the near future.
Seeing that, Christian decided to make a tactical retreat.
He turned away and made his way toward the long sofa, where Olivia sat with her arms crossed, clearly bored from all the strategizing. Without asking, he lowered himself beside her — not with distance, but close. Shoulder to shoulder. His arm brushed against hers, and their thighs pressed together.
He leaned enough for the side of his body to touch hers — casual, yet intimate. And Olivia, though she glanced briefly at him, didn’t say a word.
Christian smirked slightly, then broke the silence.
"What do you think about your mother’s current behavior? Doesn’t she seem... younger?"
"Well..." Olivia started, just as she felt his hand settle on her thigh. Her words stalled. Her gaze slid toward him, only to find his face tilted toward her, smiling with that teasing, infuriatingly smug expression.
A soft flush crept into her cheeks. And she quickly turned her head, eyes darting across the room — straight to Eva, who was absorbed with her conversation. Then, as if surrendering to the mood, she exhaled slowly and said, "Mom looks... vibrant."
A soft smile played on her lips as she kept watching her mother. And Christian, who had been hoping to provoke a reaction, was momentarily distracted. Her smile — unguarded and a little wistful — struck him as unusually radiant.
That’s why, he pulled his hand back without a word.
For a while, they talked in quiet voices, until Christian, growing more comfortable, slowly made a move.