Chapter 95: Old Master White Calls Olivia
The sharp trill of Olivia's phone pierced the tranquil silence of her apartment, startling her from her thoughts. She glanced at the screen, frowning slightly at the unfamiliar number that flashed across the display. A fleeting sense of unease washed over her, but she quickly brushed it aside, curiosity getting better as she swiped to answer the call.
"Hello?" she said, her voice tinged with a hint of wariness.
"Olivia," a cold, commanding voice greeted her, sending an involuntary shiver down her spine. Something about that voice, so devoid of warmth or emotion, set her immediately on edge.
"Do you know who I am?" the voice continued, each word dripping with disdain.
Olivia's brow furrowed as she recognized the voice, her defenses immediately rising like a suit of armor against an unseen foe. "Samuel White," she replied, her tone clipped and guarded. "Eric's grandfather."
"Ah, so you are aware of the grave transgression you have committed," Samuel sneered, his words lace

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