Chapter 86

Elsie: "..." Could he be any more passive-aggressive? Olivia felt gross just being in the same room with him after that dig. She scrubbed her hands with soap for a solid thirty seconds, then went full germaphobe, spraying sanitizer over her arms like a madwoman. She snapped, “Starting now, I’m taking over. You can leave.” William raised an eyebrow, his smirk practically dripping sarcasm. “Sure. You gonna open the windows and serve her fresh air for dinner?” Olivia: "..." She was so focused on stopping him from charming Elsie again that she totally forgot to grab food on the way. Damn it. “Don’t look down on me, okay? I can cook, thank you very much.” She wasn’t exactly born a chef, but boiling noodles or throwing together a tomato and cheese scramble? Please. Child’s play. Her competitive streak flared at the jab. Rolling up her sleeves, she marched into the kitchen, determined to prove she could take care of Elsie just fine. William’s soup was already simmering on the stove, the aroma