Chapter 125: Scared
Chapter 125: Scared
Lennox's POV
Seeing that Olivia was having a headache from our barrage of questions, we decided to let her be. So we left her room and walked into the study. I went straight to the bar, grabbed a bottle of dry gin, and poured myself a drink.
Did she never open them?
My heart raced—confused and heavy.
But… that couldn't be right.
"I… I got a response from her," I said quietly, my voice rough with uncertainty.
Levi turned to me, his eyes wide. "Me too," he said. "In fact, I got a response from her just two hours after we gave her the gifts."
Louis nodded slowly. "Same here. And her response made it clear she saw my gift."
We all went quiet again.
That didn't make sense.
If she never opened the gifts… how did she respond to us?