Chapter 340

"Smack!" Olivia yanked off one of her shoes and flung it straight at Lettice inside the ambulance. It hit mid-sentence, completely cutting her off. With eyes reddened, Lettice turned to Dane Price. "One day, you'll realize she's not from your world. Dane, I've been through the storm—I just don't want you ending up bruised and broken in some so-called elite life." Dane stepped up to her, and for a second, Lettice clenched her hands, thinking he'd finally get it. But no—he just picked up Olivia's shoe, frowning as he walked back. "You tossed your shoe. What are you gonna wear now?" Olivia snorted, "She was yapping too much." Dane sighed, half exasperated, half doting, and knelt to help her put the shoe back on. Then he looked back at Lettice. "You got soaked 'cause you shredded your own umbrella. I won't. I've got mine—and I'm more than willing to be hers, too." Olivia gave him a thumbs-up. "Look at you getting poetic. How come you're all clunky when you sweet-talk me alone?" Dane quickl