Chapter 43

Skye swallowed hard. It seemed she had overestimated herself, after all. Jasper stood there expressionless, his sharp, cold features even more serious than usual. The pressure he exuded was overwhelming, like a towering mountain looming in front of her. It made it hard to breathe. Skye didn't even dare look him in the eye. When Olivia turned around, Skye instinctively reached out to pull her back. However, Olivia caught her hand instead. She gave Skye's hand a gentle squeeze and smiled reassuringly. "It's fine. I just asked your boyfriend to come pick you up. He should be here any minute." As if to confirm her words, a black Bentley pulled up at the villa gates the very next second. The guard didn't let it in, and no one got out of the car. Thinking about Lionel's status, Skye bit her lip anxiously. She wanted to call him and tell him to leave, only to realize she hadn't brought her phone out. Olivia couldn't help laughing at Skye's careless nature. How could she only notice her